While walking Eamon out of school today...
Me: "Do you have any homework today?"
Eamon: "Nope, no homework again today!"
Me: <in a mock serious voice> "What!? I'm going to have to talk to your teacher. You need homework - lots of it! Especially over the weekend..."
Eamon: "Hey!"
Me: "What? You're the one that said you want to be really smart when you grow up. You're going to need lots of homework to get there."
Eamon: "Well, I am going to be really smart. And I do love science."
Me: "Oh, good! Because Ms. Carroll* and I have decided you're going to be a doctor when you grow up, preferably a surgeon, so you will need to study a lot of science."
Eamon: "I don't want to be a doctor. I want to be a scientist."
Me: "What kind of scientist? Because you could be a doctor and a scientists."
Eamon: "Remember? I'm going to be the inventor of the future! I'm going to invent stuff like cars that you can hold in your hand and then when you push a button, they're going to turn regular size."
Me: "Awesome. Sounds like it will pay well."
*Ms. Carroll is my co-librarian and she has already decided that Eamon will be a surgeon - and marry the scarily-intelligent 7 year old daughter of one of our other co-workers... ;)
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