Wishbone
This morning I introduced Riley to the concept of a wishbone, and asked him to make a wish. Having never before identified career aspirations, he surprised me when he answered, "When I grow up, I want to be a policeman."
I asked him, "Do you know that Grandpa Dodger was a police officer?"
He said, "Yep, Grandma told me."
I asked, "Why do you want to be a police officer?"
He looked at me as if I were missing the obvious. Then he said, "So I can write tickets!"
Ha!
Well, tough luck for the SFPD, Riley did not win the wishbone. I'm the lucky one, earning my wish: 10 Riley hugs and kisses.
I asked him, "Do you know that Grandpa Dodger was a police officer?"
He said, "Yep, Grandma told me."
I asked, "Why do you want to be a police officer?"
He looked at me as if I were missing the obvious. Then he said, "So I can write tickets!"
Ha!
Well, tough luck for the SFPD, Riley did not win the wishbone. I'm the lucky one, earning my wish: 10 Riley hugs and kisses.
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