For years, Son #1 has wanted to be a race car driver or a football player. He has written about it in his "All About Me" books for kindergarten and first grade. He even has a framed picture that his first grade teacher gave to us for Christmas that states his dreams and aspirations. I cherish each and every one of those keepsakes.
One Sunday afternoon, we watched the Cowboys play against a rival team. Everyone had on their Cowboy jerseys. The boys wore their Dallas Cowboy caps. We screamed, cheered, and yelled at the T.V. Every down was excruciating. During the commercials, the boys threw the little football around the living room. Sometimes, Son #1 performed slow-mo football in front of the television. After the commercials, we yelled to the boys. "Sit down!" The cheering got so loud, you can hear muffled shouts out in the backyard. I guess we live in a crazy house during football season.
A couple hours later, the fourth quarter was almost over. The Cowboys were in the lead while we hopped up and down screaming with delight. The seconds ticked down as the opposing team threw an interception. Our house erupted in shouts of joy. "The Cowboys win!!!!!!" Son #1 and Son #2 gave high fives to everyone in the room.
After the game ended, we cleaned up the snacks and washed a couple dishes. Son #1 lay on the couch and sighed. "That was a cool game." He said.
"Yeah." I agreed.
"Hey, Mom?" Son #1 peeked his head over the couch.
"What Baby?" I responded.
"Do you know what I want to be when I grow up?" Son #1 asked.
"Sure I do." I replied. "You want to be a race car driver."
"No. Not anymore." Son #1 said with a smile.
"Um...O.K. You want to be a football player." I said confidently.
"Nope. Well, sometimes I want to be a football player." Son #1 stated. "But right now I want to be something else."
I was confused. "What do you want to be?"
"A coach!" Son #1 announced.
I was thrilled. "You do! That is so cool. Do you know a coach is a teacher?"
"Yeah!" Son #1 replied. "I want to teach football!"
I have to say that if my son wants to be a coach/teacher, it is because of the amazing teachers in his life. We have been very blessed.