Sorry I wasn't here yesterday. We took The Princess to see Veggie Tales Live. It was all I expected and more. And she had a blast. She danced, she played, she ran about. And as we were walking out she said "When I grow up I want to be a singer on stage." Her father and I said "Uh huh" in a mindless absent way.
We had just sat through two hours of eight foot tall dancing Vegetables. After driving two and a half hours to the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania.
When she said it again two and a half hours later, as we were almost home, we didn't really remember the first time. But the statement that got me the second time was this.
"I want to be a singer and dancer on stage when I'm grown up, like ten."
Now from her vantage point of five, ten is double that --twice her current lifetime and gosh, that's gotta be old, right?
From his and my vantage points, No, not so much.
We explained to her that 10 was NOT grown up and Daddy even got her to agree to forty five. But I think she just agreed to get us to shut up.