“Mom?”
“Yes, W.”
“Could I be a teacher when I grow up?”
“Sure! Course you can. You can be whatever you want, honey.”
(Silence)
“Ok, then now I’ve got three choices of what to be when I grow up.”
“Well, you’ve always talked about being a pilot. Or, now, a teacher. What else do you think you might become?”
“A clown!”
Oh, good lord. Here’s hoping that was his first real joke.
Confessions of a Serial Swooper 