To Be or Not to Be

Today was the first of many declarations Paxton will make about himself and who he aspires to be when he is older. Today, he made two bold statements that lead me to believe he wants to be a vegetarian football player. Is this possible? Can the two exist together, in one person.

My first clue to his aspirations were found under his seat as I was cleaning up after dinner. He had managed to pick out the chicken from his pasta dish and stick it under his toddler seat which sits about 2 inches above the regular dining room chair. Admittedly, he has a love/hate relationship with chicken but he has never before separated and hid any portion of his food. Perhaps his thoughts during dinner looked something like this...

His second declaration was much more candid than the first. After dinner we were taking a walk by the football fields and he was mesmorized by watching the football players in thier uniforms. On the way home he looks up at me, pointing to his little chest with both hands and says, "Me football. Me football." I respond, "You want to be a football player when you are bigger?" He says, "Yea!"
Who knows, he may one day be a vegetarian football player. For now, I'm not too concerned for his dietary needs. He asked for cheese at least 17 times today.