Our kids might be setting out on careers we can’t guess at and certainly won’t understand.
Boy One is already ahead of the game – he wants to be a Pokemon trainer. Once he establishes his Renfrewshire-based Pokemon empire, I get to clean up the poo and look after everyone or so he tells me. The Panther gets to help him with the more tricky critters and the battles. Sigh.
In the picture is Blastoise which is the third evolution of Squirtle, obviously.