Most parents want what's best for their kids. Our parents had great aspirations for us. My dad always hoped one of his kids would be a lawyer. My mom probably wanted a doctor in the family.
Mae and I have high hopes for Jesse too. Our boy's gonna be a Plastic Surgeon when he grows up.
"Hey son, how about a new face for Mommy?" I could suggest to our son in the event I get tired of seeing the same old Mae. Or, "Daddy could use a stronger jaw for his birthday," Mae could tell him. "And he could sure stand to lose a few of his chins." After all, we could all use a little improvements here and there. Pull back those ears. Sculpt that nose. Tuck in those love handles. Iron out the crow's feet. :)
Heh! Mae and I have been watching too much of Extreme Makeover. Okay, so we may not be good parents. But damn, we're gonna be good looking.