My sweet, sweet Reid.
He is my calm, easy-going, go-with-the-flow, laughing, try anything once, breezy kid.
Life is light around Reid, except for two burning questions that he takes VERY seriously.
Who will he marry?
What is he going to be when he grows up?
I try to mention that both these things are not urgent issues at the age of 6, but he gets a very serious look on his face, furrows his brows a bit and ponders them deeply. These are not questions that he takes lightly.
Mommy, WHO can I marry?
Reid, don’t worry about that. You don’t have to decide for many years.
But mom, I am going to have to marry someone.
Well, you don’t HAVE to get married, but yes, that decision will come up in many, many years.
I just can’t decide!
Don’t worry about it…what about that girl from your class that we ran into the other day. She was cute. Maybe someday you will marry her.
Mom! She talks in class WITHOUT raising her hand. I can’t marry her!
Well, there might be another girl in your class that you could marry.
I don’t know ANY of those girls well enough to marry them!
Well, he has a point there. He really HAS been thinking this through.
And then there was this the other day while driving home from school…
Mommy, I have figured out what I want to be when I grow up.
Oh good. What is it Reid?
I am going to be an Army man.
Oh that sounds like a really good idea.
I am going to fly fighter planes.
You would be really good at that. I think that will be great.
Ryan(8): REID. YOU MAY NOT BE AN ARMY MAN. IT IS DANGEROUS. AND FLYING PLANES IS DANGEROUS TOO. YOU MAY NOT DO THAT. I WILL NOT LET YOU DO IT.
I WILL NOT ALLOW IT.
Poor Reid. Back to square one on both questions…