Need a reminder of what matters in life?
Just read these responses from local kindergarten students to the question, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
I want to be an artist. I want to live in a cabin (because of bunk beds). I will need a paintbrush, palette, some paint, a seat to sit on, and quiet.
I want to be a dog sitter. I want to live in Mom’s house. I will need leashes, 100 dogs, food, water, and toys.
I want to be a teenager. I want to live at home. I will need princess clothes, a tractor, and a pet cheetah.
I want to be a race car driver and astronaut. I want to live in California or space. I will need a helmet that can keep me safe like Ricky Bobby and a helmet to breathe in space. I also want a space ship. I want my mommy and my sister and brother and cousins to go to space with me.
I want to be an artist. I will need bananas to eat, orange juice to drink, and paint.
I want to be a knife thrower. I want to live in a house. I will need to work and make money.
I want to be an artist. I want to live in a pretty house. I will need lots of flowers. Butterflies all around so I can catch them. I will need a garden and lots of money. Also, I need my dad to still bring me fireworks.
I want to be a farmer. I will need a big red tractor, trailers, tires, motors, cotton picker, combine, and a good dog to ride in my truck.
I want to be a ballerina. I want to live in New York. I will need a tutu, ballet slippers, to learn to spin and twirl, and my momma.
I wanted to be a veterinarian, orphanage worker, pioneer/wagon driver, and war reporter all at the same time when I was a kid. Orphanage worker is the only one I have reached, thus far, but 'go big or go home' remains my philosophy to this day. :)

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