Yesterday at Drew's school they were talking about what they wanted to be when they grow up. This is part of our conversation in the car on the way home:
Drew: Cody wants to be a doctor. A dog doctor.
Mom: Oh, a dog doctor is called a veterinarian.
D: Yeah and he wants to help dogs. And Ryan wants to be a cheffer.
M: A cheffer? Do you mean a chauffeur?
D: No, a cheffer!
M: Like someone who cooks food?
M: That's a chef. What do you want to be?
D: I want to be a worker.
M: What kind of worker?
D: I want to build tall houses.
M: Oh. That's cool. Like Bob the Builder.
D: And I want to hold signs, and put up cones.
M: OK, just like the workers on our street.
Ava: And I want to be a fixer!
M: Oh, what kind of fixer?
A: One who fixes cars.
M: That is a mechanic.
A: Yeah, and I will have a girl hammer.
D: And I will have a BIG hammer!