Wednesday, January 21, 2009
when i grow up
classroom conversation from yesterday:
teacher's assistant: connor, what does your mom do?
connor: she makes stuff. (insert toothless grin here)
how can it be that it is in simple moments like these we realize our dreams really have come to fruition? i've been spending so much time trying to get somewhere only to realize... i've beat myself up the mountain.
i do make stuff. that is so freakin' cool.