dream a little dream

my four-year-old and i were discussing careers. i explained how mommy writes for money, daddy fixes computers, our friend julie helps people at the hospital have tiny babies, paige's daddy makes art, etc.

josie pondered this for a while and then asked me what she will do for money when she's big. in my best baby-einstein, fruit-juice-sweetened voice, i said, "you get to decide – what do you want to do, honey?"

she thought for a few seconds, then smiled brightly and said, "hold knives!"

i sleep with one eye open from now on...