So this morning while waiting for the school bus, my 6 yr old and I had a conversation about when she was 3 years old. I had asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up, and she told me a watermelon. Yes you read that correctly. She was striving for excellence and apparently that meant becoming a fruit.
I mean I laughed at the time, thinking that I’m pretty sure being a watermelon doesn’t pay very well. Also there’s the possibility of being eaten at a BBQ. The struggle is real.
Now that she is bigger, I’m thankful that her answer was not the same. I mean, I know she is six, but if she still thought that being a watermelon was in the realm of possibilities as an adult then I’m doing my job as mother extremely wrong. Or am I? I mean watermelons don’t have to do dishes. That’s a plus. Maybe I should have been a watermelon…
Well anyways, this morning I asked her the same question. What do you want to be when you grow up? She answered ” a pet vet”. So she wants to work with animals. She has always been a lover of animals. I’m not a cat person but I’m pretty sure every stray in the neighborhood has been named and is secretly fed by my daughter. That explains why they come back all the time.
I also think her answer is adorable. She could have said ” a veterinarian” but “pet vet”is much cuter. I’m pretty happy with her answer. My daughter has the biggest, softest, heart ever. She is so kind hearted. I hope she gets to be a ‘pet vet’. I could definitely support that as a career! Much better than a watermelon!
Hugs! – Kuddos and Kiddos
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