Earlier in the week, Scott told me that he changed his mind about what he wants to be when he grows up. He said that he no longer wants to work in China, but would rather work in the big buildings downtown like I do. I thought this was very endearing.
A few days later, about two weeks into March Madness, he announced to R that he would like to play basketball for his job. R explained that the players we were watching on TV were not playing basketball for a job, but were playing for their university and that they probably got scholarships from the school to pay for their school fees. She futher explained that lots of people like to play basketball, so it is a pretty competitive business to be in. Usually, you need to be tall.
S: Will I be tall?
R: I don't know for sure.
He appreciated her concern, but he still plans to go pro. Every time we load up in the car to go somewhere he slips out of the garage and grabs his basketball and shoots a few quick shots on the driveway before we leave.