My son, the fisherman

So while we were having lazy nap time the other day, and Grant was laying on my lap, a random commercial came on, encouraging parents to support their children's career choices. (I believe it was one of the military commercials/Army actually.)

This is something Craig and I have talked about often. It's no secret that Craig would love one of his sons to follow in his footsteps and enter the Army, preferably through West Point. I, on the other hand, think Grant may have the mind of an engineer, given how he plays with things and enjoys figuring out how they work. Grant apparently has other ideas, even at the tender age of 19 months. :)

After the commercial, I told Grant he could be whatever he wanted. The only thing I asked of him is that he grow up and take care of his family. I told him that I wanted him to be a man who is proud of providing for his wife and children whatever path he takes. He grinned at me and said "feesh."

So maybe a job with the Army Corp of Engineers?...he gets to be in the "Army" which will please dad, he gets to be an "engineer" which will validate mom's suspicions and best of all he can play in the water with the "feesh!"