I asked my daughter on the way to school what she wants to be when she grows up. Last year when I asked her, she said she wanted to be a tooth fairy so I was hoping for an update on that. Her answer was fantastic!
‘Me. I want to be me when I grow up.’ Perfect! That has got to be the best answer ever. I love her so much. Of course you’re going to be you. You have to be you. What else is there. I should have praised her for that fabulous answer. I want her to be her. Whether she’s strong or not, whether she’s clever or not, whether she earns lots of money or not, whether she’s pretty or not, it doesn’t matter as long as she’s true to herself.
Maybe I read too much into that. When I pressed her a bit more, she did say she wanted to be a mummy and that she liked drawing houses, so maybe an architect?
But I still loved her first answer. I feel like thanking someone for this. Is it because she goes to an all girls school? Or talking with her clever friends? Maybe it’s something she’s seen? Whatever it is and however long it lasts I’m glad she had this answer. With this blog, hopefully I can keep reminding her of what she wanted to be when she grew up. ‘Me!’