Conversations with My Grandson

I picked up Bentley, my 4-year-old grandson, after preschool yesterday. As I was driving him to daycare, we passed a cement truck. He loves trucks. He notices truck. He almost gets deliriously excited when he sees trucks, especially big trucks. As we passed a cement truck that was next to some road construction, he said, "It's a cement truck." Here's the rest of our conversation.

• ME:  Would you like to drive a cement truck when you grow up?
• B:  I'm in preschool.
• ME:  Right. I mean when you grow up like your dad & mom. Would you like to drive a cement truck?
• B:  No, I have to go to preschool.
• ME:  What would you like to be when you grow up?
• B:  Spiderman.