When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

…..at five years old, adult jobs were like trying to understand grown-up conversations – way over my head!

All I knew was playing pirates in the sandbox, having the coolest dinosaur collection on the block, and maybe.. just maybe…convincing Mom to let me stay up past eight o’clock (spoiler alert: that never happened).

Back then, happiness was the only job title I needed.and it came with the best benefits package ever: endless playtime, unlimited hugs, and mountains of chocolate chip cookies (okay, maybe not unlimited, but a kid can dream!).

I even fell on a nail because of my love for cookies … Rest is history.