This morning while getting ready for school August (age 11) came up to me as said when he grows up he wants to be an extra in a Marvel movie. “Oh?” I said. I admired his realistic take on having a dream, but would have hoped for him to shoot for something a little bit grander.
“Yeah!” He was excited about this. “I could be in the background, or getting saved on the street in a crowd by Captain America.”
Enter Xavier (age 4). “I want to be Hulk Smash!” (He thinks Hulk Smash is the character’s full name – first name Hulk, last name Smash.)
“Oh, cool,” August replied. “Then you could save me.”
Xavier looked at him and said “Never mind. I don’t want to be anything when I grow up.”