For a long time, any time someone would ask me, I'd say that I wanted to be an artist. I couldn't even draw a horse head like every other self-respecting girl in my second grade class, so don't ask me where that came from, but that was my answer.
As I got older, I wanted to be an astronaut. I still think that would just about the most amazing job in the world (or out of it, whatever the case may be) but I guess I temporarily forgot about my astro-dreams when I was in high school because I decided to study engineering and then become an elementary school teacher instead.
It doesn't even matter because clearly I have missed my calling.
I was born to be a baby hairclip maker.
I went to a baby shower this afternoon. Normally, I don't even like baby showers, because it's awkward and I don't like activities and the games suck. But this was the best baby shower I've ever been to because while everyone was sitting and chatting they had laid out all these ribbons and buttons and things to make barrettes for the new baby girl.
|I made one other, a giant pink one, but I didn't get a photo of it.|
It was the perfect thing to keep the conversation flowing at the table- everyone oohing and ahhing, and "please pass the glue gun"ing. We didn't have to pin the tail on anything or dress anyone up like a giant baby. We just visited and ate snacks and made amazing hair accessories for two hours. Is there not a position available somewhere where I can do that full time?