Good Pirates

"What am I going to be when I become a man?"

Noah has asked me this question several times in the last couple of months. At first, I would answer, "Whatever you want to be." Eventually I switched to, "Whatever God made you to be - whatever you're good at and love to do!"

Each time, Noah has replied with a different but equally safe choice: football player, rocket driver, fire fighter, motorcycle driver...

Last night, we watched a movie from his Easter basket: The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything (yikes! cheese curls!). So today he said:

"I'm a tomcat driver and a pirate at the same time. I can do both, because I'm good at both."

At lunch, we had a pirate picnic "aboard ship," and before "nap," he told me:

"There are real pirates who don't do anything. The bad ones are all in Egypt. The good ones are in America. They're in Pirateland, in America." (Funny that he's not far off.)

I just started Meg Meeker's Boys Should Be Boys, and so far it's confirming what I've already felt: I am so glad to have boys, to see them be boys, to help them grow as boys, and to watch them become men. I have no idea what they'll do someday, but if it involves fighting, rescuing, saving, protecting, or exploring for the good of others and with a reasonable amount of risk, I'm all for it.

Let's just hope they're doing it with their brains, like their Dad.