Building On Dreams

Donovan's school is not a mainstream school. They educate children that are "special needs". I'm not too fond of that phrase and I'm lo to admit I've used it. He couldn't handle/process mainstream school (they couldn't handle/process him ha!) and was suspended twice in first grade. Yeah, not for him we thought. The school he's at now is nothing short of a miracle. They got him reading by the middle of 2nd grade. He transferred there during the last quarter of 1st grade and he only knew his letters and numbers. He had no desire to read at all and somehow, they got him reading. Now? Donovan is in 5th grade and reads at 8.5 to 9th grade level. Yep, that's my boy. We love this school and his teachers are some of the most amazing people we've ever met. The staff gets the kids to understand things that I barely understand myself. Today, he came home so darn excited waving around some paperwork and I couldn't even begin to guess what it was that had his undies in a bunch.

He came home with a budget plan for when he's all grown up. Please note the profession he has chosen. You can take a couple guesses why he chose that one. It's an easy answer. 

I asked him to break this down for me. I inquired about the four children. He wants 2 sons and 2 daughters. I asked for their names and he said we should write them down. He doesn't think he'll remember them and he wants to show this to his wife when the time comes so he can recall the names. I give to you, my future grandchildren: Erica, Paige, Bob and Frank. I think I'll get some blankets made so we're prepared.

I will not be cleaning his mansion. I hope he can handle the blood, guts and years of school for that surgical position. (He just now said, "What if my wife doesn't like those names??? What if she doesn't pick them?" He seems extremely concerned about this.)

This monthly budget slays me. The mortgage, it makes sense. I guess? I love that his health insurance is $200/month. For a family of 6. Hot damn, that's a hell of a deal. He should probably save more than $200/mo. He clearly understands that surgeons don't have time for entertainment since he's only allowing $170/mo. for it. Workaholic, this one. 

Oof, he was not happy about the taxes. Welcome to the club son.

Based on this model, I'm going to work out my plans for when I grow up.

I think I may end up in a nice nursing home. The math is a little fuzzy.