Asher has recently started rolling over, eating solids, and can now sit unsupported for a short period of time. For us, the obvious next step is to start pushing him to begin thinking about college and a urge him to make career-minded decisions from an early age. God forbid we fall behind the competition, right? Our parenting style is to give Asher limited choices to ensure he makes the one that makes us look the best. We understand that he is a reflection of us and we wouldn't want anyone thinking that we promote any sort of fun in the Woytek household. Thus we gave Asher three choices for college.
First, we told him he could go to an engineering school like the Colorado School of Mines and follow in his Uncle Jeff's and Uncle Justin's footsteps. He pointed out that, while engineers enjoy a certain amount of social prestige that reflects well on their parents, they are often the butt of countless jokes.
Second, we told him he could attend the University of Delaware where he could study for his PhD in history. Again, he rebuffed us with the point that, while History PhDs are called "doctor," they don't get to where cool white jackets and, again, are often the butt of countless jokes. He added that he's not sure he wants to attend a school whose mascot is named for a famed cockfighting bird. He's a big animal lover.
His last choice was to attend Mesa State like his mom, dad, and Uncle Clay, where he could study education. He pointed out that teachers don't make nearly enough money. We countered that the Mavs Basketball team is currently ranked #2 in the Region and he could use a basketball scholarship to catapult him to the NBA. He argued that he's not even crawling yet and he wouldn't start crawling until he's good and ready. The same goes for talking, walking, and reading.
It was a strong argument that he ended with an exclamation point!
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