Showing posts with label Rocket. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rocket. Show all posts

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Rocket

The older kids were quizzing Reagan at dinner about what she wants to be when she grows up.
Rachael, "Do you want to be a mommy when you grow up?"
Reagan, "Nooo."
Geoffrey, "Then what do you want to be when you grow up?"
Reagan, "ROCKET!!!"

Reagan is obsessed with Little Einsteins. If something is red it is Rocket red, if something is big it is Big Jet big. Our old red van was Rocket and our new grayish (supposedly it is officially called Granite Green--I just don't see it-looks gray to me) van has become Big Jet car. So I guess she now aspires to be a rocket when she grows up. I guess it's better than aspiring to be a rock-star. That is Lilly's aspiration.