Jillian has a new career goal. Before, she wanted to be a firefighter – as long as her uniform was pink. Now, as of this morning, she came up to me and told me,
“Mumma, I want to be an alphabet when I grow up. Do you have to be a grown up to be an alphabet?”
I said, “An alphabet?”
She replied, “Yeah, they do flips and stuff.”
It took my coffee-deprived brain several more moments to realize that she wants to be an acrobat.
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