tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5584056699288577771.post8513799821852752518..comments2011-09-18T21:39:39.879-07:00Comments on MoMoMasters: Dream Big Dreams....Moe Mastershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17638154121537802244noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5584056699288577771.post-89084628460385131772008-09-26T16:13:00.000-07:002008-09-26T16:13:00.000-07:00I did want to be a doctor! And a doctor for kids. ...I did want to be a doctor! And a doctor for kids. So I'm headed that way, minus the math and chemistry. :) <BR/><BR/>Love ya mom.Chimpseahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13495072313250142404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5584056699288577771.post-49243103778721587122008-09-25T05:06:00.000-07:002008-09-25T05:06:00.000-07:00I remember dreaming about going to africa and bein...I remember dreaming about going to africa and being a zoologist. I think that stemmed from living on a farm and wanting to travel. Welp, here I am, a traveler. Not by any means a zoologist technically, but more and more each day, teaching children is kind of like the 'hand-rearing' section of the zoo. I guess what it comes down to is that when you are a child, your dreams are based on things you've been shown growing up. Things that you are allowed to dream, but change and tailor and dream about some more. But as an adult, that dream is still somewhere in your life, hopefully woven and threaded through, the essence giving support to all you do. Yup. I think you're right.katiehinseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07846767052694767352noreply@blogger.com