When I grow up, I want to be...

These last couple of weeks, the subject for school is our dream jobs. everyone choose a job, researched it, interviewed someone who did that for a living, and did a project.

   

Mom's dream job is being a Mom. She does a wonderful job at it. She showed us her AWESOME skills of cleaning, cooking, teaching, fixing arguments, taking care of Gideon and just being a fun Mom!

Jonas wants to be a Chemist.

Leslie wants to be an author and has actually written a novel.                            

(If you would like to read any of her work, you are free to ask and she can email you.) 

Owen wants to be a doctor like Dad. He preformed surgery on Jonas...

Troy wants to be a construction worker. He demonstrated fixing a dresser.

Micah wants to be a football coach. He made us all do some fun drills!

Evelyn wants to be a Librarian. She did story time with us.

Reuben wants to be Captain America and is already saving the world!

It's a weird world, don't you know it?

Okay, get this dream...


I had a baby that was a blueberry.





We were on a double-booked bus with people from Mexico.  It was crowded.






It reminded me of Anne of Green Gables.  Maybe I had a carpet bag?






The bus had an aisle of computers with internet access.

I was googling with my baby blueberry on my shoulder sleeping, which was its favorite snuggling spot.





What in the world could I have been googling?
"Baby blueberry on shoulder while traveling on bus with Mexicans?"





So random.  So me.





Enjoy the weirdness.
I still have tears in my eyes from laughing so hard when telling my husband my dream.