“Mommy, what do you want to be when you grow up?” Teagan asked. I laughed. “I don’t know yet.” was my reply. What do I want to be when I grow up? Well, we’ll think about that later…..
So I asked Teagan the same question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Without a moments hesitation, “Hannah Montana.” “You can’t be Hannah Montana,” Dawson told her rolling his eyes “Hannah Montana is already a person.” So then they tried to come up with her stage name: Hannah Montana Teagan was the best she could come up with. So the question was asked to Dawson, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Again without a moment’s hesitation, “Major League Baseball player.” Whew! I was worried there for awhile that Dave and I wouldn’t ever be able to retire, but with a pop star and MLB player I should be set for life.
I tend to overthink things a lot. I know its not that schocking. But I started to worry that Dawson really thinks he’s just going to sail through high school and college and sign a $6 million dollar contract with the White Sox. I’ve researched and researched and the best answer I can come up with is that 1 in 63 youth baseball players will play “professional” ball. Which seems a bit off kilter if you ask me…… but they don’t define “professional” baseball as being in the major league. I mean sure 1 in 63 people could probably be playing for the Charleston River Dogs at the “A” level making $750 a month. But that’s not quite the same as living the life of A-Rod and Derek Jeter. At $750 a month he’s going to be living at home with me and Dave and cutting grass for the neighbors for extra cash. Of course he has a back up plan…… I mean when he makes it to the major league he does plan on opening a baseball camp for kids and also he’s going to have his own baseball equipment line. So don’t wory we’ll be stocked up with “Dawson Baughn” bats and mitts – he really wants to concentrate on equipment for southpaws, since it’s harder than hell to find a right handed mitt anymore.
I guess 1 in 63 isn’t that bad, I mean if you get to play any minor league ball you do increase your chances of working your way up to the majors.
Then there’s Teagan. The odds of becoming a pop star…….. well no one can really tell you, but it’s like 1 in 4 or 5 hundred thousand. Not quite as hard as winning the lottery but pretty darn close. I mean “10’s of thousands” of people show up to audition for American Idol and only about 150-200 ever make it to Hollywood. And add to it the fact that she can’t sing…… well that’s got to shoot it up to at least 1 in a million. I shouldn’t say she can’t sing…….. she gives it her all, knows all the words too…but like her mom can’t carry a tune to save her life. I’m not too worried about Teagan, after all 2 months ago she wanted to be a “hospital worker.” Not necessarily a doctor, but a “hospital worker.”
I’m not sure why I’m worried at all, when I was 5 I wanted to be one of “Charlies Angels.” That didn’t work out so well for me, but I’m OK. And according to Mamaw Baughn when Dave was 5 he wanted to be a fireman………… Ok so that’s not helping me make my point very well.
So I guess I’ll just keep quiet when my kids tell me they want to be a pop star and a MLB player and hope somewhere along life’s journey they become interested in something else like marine biology or medical school.
After all……. I still haven’t figured out what I wanna be when i grow up.