This afternoon, Ty and I had to run a few errands together. I had 3 boxes of clothes to drop off at the consignment store and then we headed to the Dollar Store. I love the Dollar Store. Everything's so CHEAP. But it kind of dirty and crowded and disorganized. As we hopped back in the van, we had the following conversation. Ty: "I do NOT want to work at the Dollar Store when I grow up." Me: "Really? How come?" Ty: "The workers there don't make much money." Me: "That's true. Smart thinking. So, where do you want to work when you grow up?" Ty: "Wal-Mart." Lately, Titus seems a bit preoccupied with his future occupation. A few days ago, on our way to piano lessons, we had a similar conversation to the one above. Ty: "Mom, you know what I want to be when I grow up?" Me: "No son, tell me." Ty: "Well, I know I don't want to be FAMOUS. That can really cause trouble." Me: "That's true. Wise of you to realize that." Ty: "But I do know that I want to be something IMPORTANT. Something that helps the world." (Oh, bless his heart, he's getting ready to tell me he wants to be a preacher like his daddy...) Me: "So... like what?" Ty: "An NBA basketball player."