Career planning

The four year-old boys were chatting at lunch. 

M.  "When I grow up I'm going to drive a garbage truck."

N.  "When I grow up I'm going to be a dult."

Thank heaven I wasn't drinking root beer, as it would have shot out my nose. Growing up, my dad used to tell us to "be alert! The country needs more lerts."

Unfortunately, Dad is not being a lert, although our country needs lerts and dults more than ever. Dad is a mess at the moment, and I'm not sure he knows who I am.  So, I've got "Pagliacci" in the cd player.

© 2011 Nancy L. Ruder