Dylan,
You asked me tonight if I wanted to be a dentist when I grow up. I know that your class at school has been talking about such grand ambitions lately. You, unsurprisingly, want to be a "train".
Your camp counselors last week sent you home with a certificate declaring you a "Future UN Translator". They were quite taken, I know, by your dabbling in both Spanish and Sign language.
We've got a lot of work ahead of us to make sure you have as many options available to you as possible when it comes time to really make that decision for yourself, but so far I'm liking our trajectory.
Dad
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