My wife sometimes tells me that she doesn't want our sons to play football. I can understand the way she feels because it's a rough sport, and she doesn't want her little boys to get hurt.
But she shouldn't worry about that, given what our 5-year-old, Ryan, has decided on for a career.
After earlier deciding that he wanted to be a soccer player, and then an artist, then a "lawnmower guy," then a guy who plans birthday parties, he said this week that he wants to be a race-car driver.
That probably won't happen, of course. He'll just be a 16-year-old driver who drives like this ...