Last week, Andrew wanted to be a knight. Alex mentioned that we don't live in Great Britain... I shushed him and told Andrew that was great. "That way I can beat up and shot bad people."
This week, "Daddy, do you want to know what I want to be when I grow up."
"What's that, Andrew?"
"A dentist."
Stunned silence. Finally, I asked, "Why a dentist."
"Because I can help people remember to brush their teeth after breakfast."
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And the pay is better than a knight gets :)
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