What Do You Want to Be When You Grow Up?

Last week, I had work thing every day. (There was an industry conference the whole week.) I wasn’t able to come home early and pick her up from school with Daddy. But as expected every day, O would ask Daddy where Mommy is. And each he had to explain.  The same story. But why? She would ask. Well, when you grow up you can be whatever you want. That way you can make money so you can buy as many blue mermaids as you want.  Ok, Daddy.  So her Daddy asks, What do you want to be when you grow up?

She thinks about it for a few seconds.  He expects her to say a ballerina or something similar. She turns to him, her eyes really big with the amount of seriousness is about to impart, and declares. I want to be a butterfly!

Only a child can have so much innocence 😉

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About RidgewoodMom

Thirtysomething mom of a baby girl. First and only baby, possibly. First baby amongst my close friends. These are the trials, frustrations and lessons I have learned in raising a single child in New York.
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