Morning chatter

 I had to wake Rachel up this morning because I have staff meetings at the law school every two weeks at 10, and I don't like being late for them. I must say, TLG snaps out of her sleepiness rather quickly. Today she talked all about her friend Tessa while eating the last of the banana bread.

"Tessa has her closet upstairs, and I have my closet downstairs. That's weird."

Then Rachel talked about how happy she was that Tessa had given her one of her plastic brown ponies but that she was worried Tessa might ask for it back during their next playdate. She wasn't reassured when I told her that when people give each other things, they don't usually ask for them back. (She hasn't gotten to the "no backsies" stage, I guess). Then I suggested that maybe she would want to give Tessa one of HER toys when Tessa comes here to play next time.

"Hmm," Rachel said. "I could give Tessa my...one of my dollies. My paper dolls. Maybe I could put the clothes on that I found on the doll and I could write, 'I love you' on it!"

Is there any doubt my daughter is the sweetest little girl in the universe??

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On the way to school Rachel suddenly announced that she wants to be a "veternarian."
"Really?" I asked, astonished.
"Yeah," she said.
"What kind of animals do you want to take care of?" I said.
"Pets," she said. "I want to be a veternarian. Or I can just be a Mommy."

"Just be a Mommy?" I answered, indignant. Then my poor daughter got a 2-minute lecture that veterinarians can be mommies, too, just like mommies can be magazine editors. "Just be a Mommy" really bothered me, as if being a stay-at-home mom isn't the most difficult job in the world. And it's essentially voluntter work. No way is my kid going to be a working mom who looks down her nose at stay-at-home moms. The energy it takes to stay at home with a kid for hours is unfathomable to me.