If you have been following the blog along, you know that my baby Shush is 5 years old, and it is that time of year when small children turn into bigger children, and walk down that arch to preschool graduation. I type this now with a heavy heart, not because I feel as if I am getting older, and these constant reminders that my little girls are turning into little ladies make fell like I see the crows feet and grey hairs a little more every morning. Although I do. I am sad that they have to grow up. That this “part” is over. I am all done having kids in nursery and preschool. Now all three kids will be in full day school in the fall. This “part” of their development, their personas and such is over.
I have had 3 girls go through Mrs S class. Every year at the last day of class Mrs S walks them over a little bridge and asks them what they want to be when they grow up. This year’s class had 2 police officers, 3 doctors, 1 dentist, 1 dancer, a movie star, 1 engineer and a few others that I can’t recall.
But my daughter…. Called up second to last when asked what she wants to be when she grows up. “I want to be a Mermaid Doctor.”
Now, I’m a little shocked! I hadn’t heard it before! I had no idea!
Here, here is where it gets good though. After we get home I ask her, because I want to know, do you want to be a mermaid who is a doctor, or do you want to be a doctor who doctors mermaids? Ready, it’s funny…
“Silly Momma! I can’t be a mermaid! I want to doctor mermaids!”
Because clearly I am the silly one! How could I even ask! What was I thinking! I love this kid!