When I picked the girls up from daycare yesterday, Ella was not typical chipper self. After a few minutes of whining in the car, I asked her what was wrong.
"Mommy, Evan told me that mermaids and sharks aren't real."
"Well," I said, "sharks are VERY real."
"But mermaids aren't."
"No, you're right. Mermaids aren't real."
Then the tears started.
"BUT MOMMY, I want to be a mermaid when I grow up!!! What am I going to be NOW?"
"Honey, you can be anything you want to be."
"BUT I WANT TO BE A MERMAID BUT THEY AREN"T REEEEEAAAAALLLLLLL."
"Ella, it's OK. Whatever you decide to be when you grow up will be great. You'll see."
*Sniff*
"OK, I guess I'll be a fairy then."
2 comments:
I love her career aspirations. I want to be a mermaid. I am not entirely sure they don't exist.
hey, if she heads to Disney or Broadway, she can be a mermaid and/or a fairy (also, a mouse, a cat, a princess). Never grow up, Ella!
ciao,
rpm
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