So my little girl (almost 4!) mentioned tonight (for the umpteenth time) that she “wants to be a builder,” this time adding “just like my daddy” (which, technically I’m not.)
So my wife countered, “What does daddy build?”
Interesting she said that, considering I delivered this one (and only) a week before Thanksgiving, and haven’t talked about it since.
Unfortunately the lights were few and far in between… but she didn’t seem very interested anyway. (The sirens call her birthday balloons seemed too much to ignore) Luckily, I did get to snap a drive-by shot of my creche, complete with imported italian statues! (expensive ones at that) Pardon the dark/graininess of the photo, first day with the new camera (triple the megapixels of the old one!), and dusk was falling. (I’ve got to hit the user manual)
So she wants to be a builder huh? Ultimately, she really was either paying attention all along, and saw the creche that she “helped” with. (For all of 2 minutes while I was positioning clamps), or her memory really is that good!