November 23, 2010 by Marj Hatzell
Bug Boy, like all boys, changes his mind every five seconds when it comes to what he wants to be when he “grows up.” We have gotten a variety of answers over the past few years.
When he was three to five years old he only wanted to be A DAD (Awwwwww).
When he was five to seven, he wanted to be a policeman, like his uncle (and, they are two peas in a pod, so I can totally see this. IN other words, I AM RAISING MY BROTHER).
When he was seven to nine he wanted to be either a professional video games tester (autistic kid likes video games? NO WAY) or a professional skateboarder (he has never ridden one, for the record).
Tonight he walked into the room, and mister physics dot com slash tech nerd announced he wanted to be an electrical engineer. I can totally see this, since he and my husband take things apart for a living. Well, not really but OK THEY TAKE EVERYTHING APART, MMKAY? That’s my point. Sheesh.In fact, as I type, they are in the basement RIGHT NOW taking apart my washer. Which is about five years old. And the biggest piece of CRAP ever. And when we bought them, everyone was all, “OMG FRONT LOADERS!” and I think they suck hairy rocks. But I’m going off on a tangent.
Point? Bug Boy will be a good electrical engineer. And he needs to go all the way and get a PhD so he can be a doctor. Because our last name would sound great with “doctor” in front of it.
Also? Perhaps I should figure out what I want to be when I grow up. I kinda know. Since Ian started taking music therapy I have fallen in love with it and decided I want to go back and get a Master’s in music therapy, since I already have my undergrad in Special Ed (and I graduated with 67 extra credits because I changed my major four times, but that’s a different story for a different day).
Anyways, I’d love it. I play a few instruments, love to sing, love kids and have a background in special ed. I can see myself doing this. Now all I need is about $20,000 per year to go back to school. Can you hook a sister up?