3.11.2013

At least she has goals....?

 
Walking through Wal-Mart, Reese says she wants to tell me a secret.
I lean forward and she whispers:
"Mommy, when I grow up, I want to be a princess!"
I tell her how fun that would be and that she would be a beautiful princess.


Five minutes later she wants to tell me another secret.
I lean forward and she whispers:
"Mommy, when I grow up, I want to be a boy!"

 
Well ok then.

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