Ethan already has his life figured out. He wants to be a firefighter... either in the Air Force or as a Smokejumper. As his mother, either option scares the hell out of me. The good news is that he is 10 so he might change his mind. The scary news is that he has been saying it for years and years so the chance of him changing hi mind is slim.
Alex wants to do whatever involves the least amount of work. (He is sooo my child.)
Christian is the one that I wish would pick something. He is like me... interested in so many things the thought of standing up and proudly proclaiming to the world that *whatever* is what he wants to do for-the-rest-of-his-life isn't appealing. Which I should be happy he has decided before he spends $30,000 of not his money on a degree he will never use.
I will never forget my first day at college. I was standing in line at the bookstore waiting to buy some overpriced book and the guy behind me struck up a conversation with me. (We were buying the same book.) He had just changed to my major (Architecture) from pre-med. I was curious as to what made him decide to change and well... it was something he did often. Twenty three times, in fact. Eight times the previous year alone. His dad had just told him that if he changed again they were going to stop paying for his school. His dad was a much nicer parent that I would have been, I think.
Anyway, the point of the story is that I don't want that to be Christian. We have been talking about things he is interested in and have decided to look into a few. We will see if that helps him decide. He is only a freshman, so we still have time. I just don't want to end up at his graduation party explaining that his big plans involve living at home and a job at the video store, KWIM?
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