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What do YOUR children dream about?

And I'm not talking about the kinds of dreams where they wake up screaming at 2 in the morning and end up sleeping in your bed.

All I know is that I hear reports of kids who are making bracelets to fund some project in their community or organizing care packages for the troops in Iraq or doing something to help reduce global warming.....Holy cow!! How did they get that way?

When I was a child I was all "la..la..la.." in my brain, not much going on there. Why do some kids dream so big and others..well, not so big? I wish I knew what I could do to make my sons imagine the wild and wonderful things they could do in this world. The best Lucas might come up with would be being dropped in the middle of a "live" video game, I imagine.

When I think of dreams I've had growing up, it's all about me. In no particular order,
1. Learn karate (or some other form of martial arts)
2. Speak a second language fluently (but by that I really mean a 2nd, 3rd and 4th)
3. Visit Europe
4. Write a book (and get published - but this is a later dream)

What do your childhood dreams look like? But enough about you already, back to my sons. I asked Lucas to read 'Looking for Miza' with me, so he learned more about the world and endangered species. His only question was "Does it have action?" Well... I could have lied, but eventually told him, "Yes, but not the kind you are thinking of." Naturally I got, "No thanks."

Maybe it will come to him over time and exposure to people, role models, concepts, television, ...video games?? I don't know, but what I do know is that dreams don't come true if we don't make a plan, and dreams don't come true if the plan isn't executed.

Happy New Year everybody! Here's to a 2009 we couldn't dream about...in the very best way!

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