Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal by Zach Weinersmith for March 04, 2016
Daddy, what do you want me to be when I grow up? I can't tell you. Because you don't know? Oh, not at all. I imagine all sorts of things you could be, that would make me happy. But I can't tell you. I have to hide my dreams for you because my dreams are heavy and yours are light. And I don't want to crush them like a clumsy giant. But it's tricky because I want to share with you all the stuff I love. And it's hard to know the difference between telling you what I love, and telling you what you should love. Because my real dream for you... The dream of which all the others are made... Is that you be happy. So, what do you want to be when you grow up? Helicopter. I don't thin- Waaaaaaaah!