Blonde rascal and I were studying his spelling words Wednesday night. One of his words was master. Often times while studying we put the words into sentences. Blonde rascal said..."Mom has her Master's Degree". (I am not real sure where he even heard of such a thing?)
To which I replied...
Mom: "No I just have my Bachelor's Degree, which is sadly not as impressive."
BR: "In what?"
Mom: "Communication Studies"
BR: "What do you do with that? (same thing I am sure my parents thought)
Mom: "Well it is not a specialized degree....it is very generalized, so I could do lots of things!" (read I'll never get paid the big bucks)
BR: "Like be a moto cross racer?"
Mom: "No doubt!"
BR: "Or a Monster Jam driver! You would love to drive a monster truck!"
Mom: "You know I would SO love that!"
BR: "Or you could just keep on being a bookkeeper for Dad's car lot"
Oh yawn! That is so sad. I had so many exciting career options at my fingertips and I end up with bookkeeper.
I laughed and hugged him and told him the only job I ever wanted was being his Mom. Then I showered him with kisses as he freaked out and tried to get away from me.
However, it is comforting to know that should something ever happen to hubs and I need to support the family...there is always that Monster Jam option.