This is a cute kid. I don't feel like this is a matter of me expressing my opinion, I really feel like it's more a statement of an indisputable fact.
Brigham was really embarrassed by the story I'm about to post, and he tried to make me promise not to tell anyone, but I wouldn't. Do try to keep it on the DL though, would ya?
When I picked Brigham up from school yesterday he was looking particularly cherubic. As we settled into the car he poked his head up front by me. I said "Oh my goodness you're cute!" He looked closely in the rear-view mirror and said, "Oh I AM!"
It's amazing to me how confident little kids can be. It makes me sad to think about how that will undoubtedly change over their lives. We're all born with the confidence that we are awesome and that we can do great things. Think about your childhood dreams and ambitions. You probably wanted to be an astronaut or a pro athlete or a senator from Rhode Island. (Okay, that was me. It's a small state. I thought it would be relatively easy to get elected in a small state.) Even when a kid aspires to be a garbage man, it's because they think the garbage man is really cool, not because they think that's the only job they're capable of getting.
Then somewhere between 12 and adulthood, our trains pull in to reality station and we figure out that for the most part we're all just average people destined to have pretty average lives. Maybe I'm feeling particularly average today because none of my plans for something more interesting are working out right now. I wonder if it's because I haven't formulated the right plan yet. Maybe I should revisit my childhood dream of being a senator from Rhode Island.