Today in the car:
Avery: "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
Me: "A nurse. That's why mommy goes to school. I'm learning to be a nurse."
Avery: "I don't want you to be that."
Me: (laughing) "Well, okay...what do you want me to be?"
Avery: "Umm...a cowgirl. With a pink hat."
That child is something else. I hate to tell her that the chances of me being a cowgirl are never to...well...never. I just rode my very first horse on Saturday...I think I'm lacking some skills.