Future Career

Bub, You came home from school yesterday with a backpack full of worksheets. We went through them and one caught my eye. It was a picture you had drawn of a train engine and underneath the picture you had finished the sentence, "When I grow up, I want to be a ____." by writing 'a train engineer'. I wanted to tell you how good the picture was and that a train engineer was a great job, but before I could, you said to me, "Momma, Momma, I'm going to be a train engineer when I grow up, will you be my fireman?" I've never been offered such a great job.