Tuesday, May 22, 2012

When I grow up ...

... speaking of graduations, have you ever attended a pre-school or kindergarten ceremony?

My gal-pal shared a favorite moment when her little granddaughter's name was called and asked in turn, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
Most likely, I'm a bit envious of their assurance, their unwavering vision of what the future holds.   You know, before Real Life comes knocking.  

Once upon a time, I had my heart set on becoming a cowgirl ...  living next door to Spin and Marty  ... riding the range all the live-long day.
A year later, I thought it more sensible to follow in daddy's footsteps (lol).  

I don't recall ever dreaming of becoming an pseudo air-traffic controller / court jester in a busy office.   In fact, I don't suppose there are a lot of folks fortunate enough to be living their dream.   

So we do what's necessary ... hopefully, with a smile.

All the same, I'm curious.   
What did the little child you once were want to be when she grew up?    


  1. I remember Spin and Marty. So you wanted to be a cowgirl.

    You know what I wanted to be when I grew up - a National Geographic Photographer.

    I would still love to do that. lol

    Love, sandie

  2. Delightful post. Having nine brothers I played my share of indians to their cowboys. Somehow I was always the one getting shot.

    But, to answer your question I don't recall having any far fetched dreams. As the oldest of thirteen I just expected to always be a homemaker and a Mommy. Turns out that having lots of babies wasn't in the cards but I still managed to help raise more then my fair share.

  3. For the life of me, I can't remember, but it sure wasn't selling manufactured homes!

  4. I wanted a happy family and I wanted to help people. Today I have both. Life has become so good that sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure it's really real. Hope your Friday is awesome.

  5. Little Debbie wanted to be three things. I wanted to be a teacher (did it) and a mommy who played "house" (did it) I actually wanted to be a mommy to girls because I have this pink thing, and although I would have loved boys, I did have two girls.

    The other thing I really wanted to be was a writer. I used to write books all the time and had a little writing desk and baby blue typewriter on which to do it. I guess by being a blogger I'm tolerably close to that.

  6. The practical little me wanted to be a school teacher, but the fanciful little me wanted to be a writer. Not much interest in teaching, but I'm still working being a writer.

  7. I'm back to tell you a cute story that I heard from a friend the other day. In her grandson's preschool class, the teacher phrased it "What do you want to DO when you grow up?"

    The kids starting answering the way they usually do, fireman... nurse... doctor...

    Her grandson said, "Pour my own milk."


    Just thought you would get a kick out of that.

  8. HI!!!
    I love this.....How did I miss this one..hope I am not to late to answer!!!
    I wanted to be a few things....first a Stewardess as they were called back in the day...I am sad PAN AM the show was cancelled....that is exactly as I remember them looking like...I never flew on a plane thought til 1979...I was pregnant with our first child...it was in April or March but I know it was a Friday the 13th!!!SO I WAS SCARED!!!!I would still love the adventure of being a flight attendant!!! I also really wanted to be a teacher.....I was always the teacher when I played with my little friends!!!But more then anything I wanted to be a WIFE and a MOMMY!!!!I wanted a big wooden table with a hutch.....probably because we only had a eat in Kitchen and NO formal dining room...I suppose my Aunt's dining room always intrigued me...all though when we went there to eat there was always so many of us...she had 5 kids my Mom had 4....so lots of kids and adults around...we always had to eat outside.....
    SO I guess I became one of the 3 thins I really wanted to be!!!!

  9. I'm sure I would have said tie my own shoes. I remember being quite worried that I would enter first grade without that vital skill.


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