Sometimes I have the most odd, yet entertaining conversations with Malia. The way her mind works cracks me up and creeps me out sometimes. We were chatting on the drive up to Peach Days last weekend when the following conversation occurred just after we passed Smith & Edwards.
: Mother, I've decided what I want to be when I grow up.
: Oh yeah?
: I've decided I want to be a cowboy when I grow up, only I'll be a girl, not a boy.
: I thought you were going to be a Marine Biologist. What changed your mind?
: There are scary things under the ocean and I decided I don't want to swim with them.
: Okay, then what are you going to do when you are a cowgirl.
: I think I'll ride horses and wrestle some cows. I might even wrestle some bulls too if I get big enough.
: ...
There you have it. My daughter wants to grow up to ride horses and wrestle cows and bulls. I don't really know how I feel about this, but it's entertaining. I love her definition of what it means to be a cowgirl.
Before anyone asks, she does indeed call me mother. Either when she has something she considers really important to talk about or when she's angry with me. It's rather entertaining.
2 comments:
Thanks for giving us a good laugh during lunch. The picture you chose of Malia is awesome.
That's terrific! She's really a thinkier.
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