For the record, Wyatt just informed me he wants to be three things when he grows up:
3. Chick-fil-a worker.
(I'll let you guess what we're having for dinner tonight.) He's now thinking, though, that it is going to be really hard for him to go to work and be at Chick-fil-a at the same time because they're at the same time, so Chick-fil-a might have to be what he does at night.
Given that Wyatt came up with those unprompted, it seemed like a good time to query Natalie. Her choice?
1. A pilot. Specifically, a Raptor pilot.
That decision took us right into the "yes, Wyatt, girls can be Raptor pilots and in fact there are some" conversation and then Wyatt felt the need to tell her that she'll first have to fly a propeller plane, then a jet trainer and then a Raptor. Ay yi yi. I'm done.
But you heard it here first. Check back in about 18-20 years.