Luke's uncle gave him a copy of Curious George and the Rocket the other day. We've been reading it a dozen times a day, and it's got Luke thinking about his future.
"I'm going to go in a space ship," he told me confidently, "I will be brave."
"Really?" I asked slowly, trying to buy time while I scrambled to come up with a more assurant response. The list of things Luke can't bring himself to be brave about flashed through my mind. This list includes, but is not limited to: hayrides, merry-go-rounds, Sunday School, the shopping cart with the firetrucks and police cars attached to the front for toddlers' amusement, showers, and the evil vaccuum cleaner.
"Yeah," I said, "You're just like Buzz Aldrin!"
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