The following conversation took place on the way to preschool this morning.
Little Boo: Mommy, can I be a singer when I grow up?
Me: Sure sweetie, you can be whatever you want to be.
Little Boo: I'll be the one who stands in front and sings
Me: You want to be a singer in a rock and roll band?
Little Boo: Yes. And play the guitar. And it will have flames on it!!
Little Boo: Nah. I want to be a plane driver when I grow up.
Me: You mean a pilot?
Little Boo: Yes! That's it. Or, actually, I want to be the person who serves all the food and drinks on the plane.
Me: You mean a flight attendant?
Little Boo: Yes! A flight attendant!
It's all good. He's keeping his options open :-)