I Have a Dream

"I have a dream. I am going to be a construction worker when I grow up. I will make the world a better place by building bigger houses for people who need bigger houses." That's the speech Buby wrote after studying Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. in class last week.


Ever since Buby was a wee babe we've been thanking God at bedtime for a house to live in, a bed to sleep in, food to eat and clothes to wear. Among other things. He is well aware of our blessings and good fortune. But still I think the idea of someone not having ANY house to live in ~ being homeless ~ is too much for a five year old like Buby to wrap his head around. Instead, he will build "bigger houses" for those people.


Speaking of... over the weekend Buby invited My Sweets to build a castle with him. He begged and pleaded for parent participation and then masterminded the placement of every block. "No. Here. Not there. This way. I'll do it, Dad. Thanks though." He had a vision, as usual, and insisted on creative control. That's when I explained about architects...