Yesterday my Jacob insisted on going everywhere dressed as a fireman (or a “fire truck guy” as he called himself.)
This morning he was a construction worker. I love his imagination. I just can’t wait to see who he will be tomorrow.

In more ways than one.

There is something so contagiously hopeful about a child’s dreams of the future. It is a blank slate, and the possibilities are endless.

Keep dreaming, sweet boy. You can be whatever you want to be, I just hope you never lose the sweetness and love for others that you have. Your clothes may change, but I hope your heart remains the same.