This morning Grace popped into our bedroom all bright and cheery at 5:30 am. She was bubbly and talkative as little girls often are...and in the midst of this she waxed poetic about her future career aspirations.
GRACE: "Hey, when I grow up I'm going to be a fireman."
DAVE and ANN: "You are???"
GRACE: "Yep, I'm going to be a BIG FAT FIREMAN when I grow up!"
I can't wait to tell our policeman friend about this one. He'll be taking Grace to the police station soon to show her the benefits of being a motorcycle cop.