My son doesn’t want to go to college and it’s all Andy’s fault.
So far, Boy Child’s only real contact with the amorphous concept of “college” has been Toy Story 3. Ergo, now he thinks college is a scary place where you have to leave your family and your toys and everybody’s sad. He now believes, despite the fact that he wants to be an “animal scientist” who drives a Jeep in Africa, college is not right for him. Silly boy thinks he can just “go to Africa” and they will let him in. He tells me, “That’s how the world works.”
So, thanks to Toy Story, my son is going to be aimless vagabond who will probably move home at 32 and stay here until he puts me in a nursing home at the first sign of dementia.
Sure, the kid is only four and has years to change his mind, but that’s not how reactionary blogging works. You know that. We’ve been here.