So for Halloween, Parker told his mother that he wanted to go as Dad, which of course means he wanted to go as an overly vain, over rated, quasi architect who has a strange obsession with 2H pencils without erasers and faux hawks. 
But then again, if every little boy had the choice between becoming a macho construction worker who gets to spend everyday out doors, a courageous cowboy who braves wild steeds and tames buffaloes, or an overworked design professional who spends his days debating over which shade of gray mortar best matches the gray shade of caulk, who wouldn't go with the architect? Really?
However, who better to teach a Jedi knight how to open a bag of fruits snacks by explaining the structural tendencies and most likely material failures of a plastic bag to the ninth degree. Seriously, what good would a contractor or a cowboy do for you in that situation?
