This morning, Pumpkin told G what he wanted to be when he grows up:
"A weather pointer."
To you and I, that's a meteorologist, but think about it...what do they do? They "point" to the weather.
It's a much more realistic (and appropriate career aspiration than last month when he wanted to be a "bad guy" or an alligator).
More posts to come when I figure out my photo issue. Apparently, I'm at my max.
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