When I grow up, I want to be….

Boo has been talking about farming. A lot. As in, incessantly. When HE grows up, he is going to farm here in Wales with his buddy, G. (The only boy I know who is as John Deere tractor-crazy as my boy.)

This is a big change from being a rock star when he grows up – this was his plan at 3, 4 and 5. He had a plan. His (imaginary) brother Kevin was going to drive the tour bus. His other (imaginary) brothers – Marco, Bruno, and Stansty (don’t ask*) were also going to be in the band.  I had been told that we would need to make the driveway bigger at our house in Illinois so that he could park his tour bus there when he wasn’t on the road. Because, you know, he was going to live at home forever.

Dreams. You gotta go big.

When I was 10, and in the years following, I always thought I would be a teacher. I could never decide what I would teach – maybe English, maybe art, but until my senior year in high school, I thought I’d be a teacher. I LOVED school. I might have been super shy, and awkward, but I was good at school.

Then I tutored a group of 8th graders in pre-algebra for my Christian Service project. It was an eye-opening experience.

These were the smart kids. If they passed a pre-algebra placement test at the end of the tutoring sessions, they’d get to skip Pre-algebra their freshman year and go straight to Algebra. Do not pass home. There was motivation to pay attention. Or, you would think.

These kids did not. These kids drove me CRAZY.  It took about 4 weeks to discover that teaching was NOT for me.

So what do I want to be when I grow up? I’m still working on that one, but you’ll be the first to know if I ever figure it out!

What did YOU want to be when you were young? Where are you now?


This post was inspired by Mama Kat’s writer’s workshop, even though I am about 3 days late in getting to it. Last Wednesday I couldn’t decide which prompt I would write about – and then life got the best of me. However, after 4 straight days of family meals beginning with some handy facts about farming, comments on what G’s dad (the farmer) might be doing at that moment, and how much he LOVED tractors, well, I needed to respond to this prompt.

Mama's Losin' It
*thank goodness he never took it so far that I had to set a place at the table for all the “boys”. It would be crowded at my house. But it explains the messes a lot of the time, if there are 5 boys in total….I’m just sayin’.


  1. jacquelynn Gardner says

    I wanted to be a back up dancer…so bad…a doo whap girl…now I giggle at the idea, but still practice 🙂

  2. Sam needs to visit Uncle Darryl’s dairy farm. They may be needing a Belden to carry it on. He can discuss the succession plan with Uncle Sandy.

    I was NOT going to be a teacher when I grew up, anything but, because both my parents were teachers………………………………

  3. I grew up to be an art teacher of middle school age kids…and I LOVED it! But then I got married and moved to 5 states in 7 years and am now a stay at home mom. My dream job..when all my kiddos are in school…is to start a business of painting murals in people’s homes.

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