When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?
WOW, what a question! Well, the answer? No laughing please, remember I was little! I wanted to be a ballerina!
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Like I said, NO LAUGHING! Can you believe I actually thought I'd grow up to be graceful and thin! Well, I think I am anything but graceful, ask anyone who knows me. I bump into things, trip over the invisible, and well, my vestibular system, well. . . probably isn't as well nourished as I think it is. Am I sad that I'm not a ballernia! Heck no. I love being an occupational therapist, playing with little kids and helping my teams at school! It's cool and fun and outside of the box. My girls think it's pretty cool too!
There were many things I wanted to be when I was little, but I'm glad I am what I am! I remember drawing picture upon picture of ballerinas and the multiple types of tutu's they would wear! Each of the ballerina's also had a different color ballerina shoe (I'm sure there is a technical term for ballerina shoe, but well. . . I don't know what it is). Anyway, ballerina? Not today!
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