jobs

Lukas asked me if everyone has to have a job when they grow up.  He seems to be into career planning at the moment.  He doesn't want to be a fireman.  He doesn't like the idea of climbing up tall ladders and going into burning buildings....logical really.  He doesn't want to be a policeman or a soldier.   That seems dangerous.  He doesn't want to collect trash because that seems smelly.  For a while he wanted to be a street performer.  He made up routines in the livingroom and practiced circus tricks jumping from our couch to our table.  I am happy with this career.

Tonight he told me that he wants to be an inventor.  He has wanted to be a scientist for a while.  When I asked him what he will study he told me "everything".  "Good choice" I said.  But now he wants to be an inventor.  He wants to have his own workshop though because he doesn't want people to tell him what to do and "there may be some days when I don't want to work and if it's my workshop, then I can do that.  I just want to make things, whatever things I want, when I want to."
"It's good to know what you want."  I said.

Almost three

I never really understood the whole terrible two thing.....BUT.....Julien is teaching me all about it.
He seems to seek out trouble.  He pushes his bowls off the table, spits his food out on the floor, gets cups out of the cupboard and fills them with water in the bathroom sink and sings songs about dumping it while he does just that!  Yesterday he looked at me across the dinner table and said "I love you Mama." smiled and then dumped his milk on the floor.  I almost asked him what was wrong with him.  But, he is two.  I am supposed to be the grown up here.  He will knock over a game or snatch a pencil and be removed only to come back minutes later begging to return and play.  He promises "I won't do it again.  I won't.  I promise Mama."  Then he walks in and does the same thing again and runs away laughing and yelling "Time out.  Time out."  What do I do with him? 
I think he wants more attention but I am giving him all I've got.  I read to him yesterday for half an hour and then went up and played trains for 10 minutes and then just wanted to go away and fold some clothes.  Two minutes after I left he destroyed all the tracks and then came and got me so I could fix it.  Sigh.  What to do?  Two.  (almost three!)