Thursday, August 25, 2011

Grown-up Profession


Lance and I were having a long discussion about in which dance school to enroll Elisabeth this fall. Lance is much more laid back about the decision than me. The following exchange ensued between Elisabeth and I as she sat listening intently to what we were saying:

Me (to Lance): What if she wants to be a ballerina when she grows up?

EB (with the look of confusion and surprise on her face): So I am not going to be an animal doctor anymore when I grow up?

Me (after a good chuckle): Elisabeth, you can be whatever you want to be when you grow up.

EB: Good. Because I think I want to be an animal doctor.

Elisabeth riding a pony at the Zion Mountain Ranch
Zions National Park, UT



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