The other day I was sitting around a table with my two boys and their three cousins, and I asked each of them what they would like to be when they grow up. Milo, 12, says he is going to be a screenwriter and director of films that change the world. “Horror movies, Dad, but horror movies that help people,” he said. Cool.
Iggy, ten, reckons he will grow up to be an actor or a novelist. “Like Dr. Suess. You think his stories are ridiculous, but really they’re about everything.” He actually said that. Mad pride!
Eddie, 11, is going to be a pro skater, and start his own skate label called
Queztion. Radness.
Then I asked the two little ones. Mickey, five, wants to be a fart when…