Tiny Grown Up: "When I'm an old lady you'll be dead . . . maybe."
Me: "Well I promise to try not to die for a very long time, but right now you're a little girl and little girls should worry about little girl things like sparkly shoes and flowery dresses."
Tiny Grown Up: "Mom, I'm not like that any more."
Me: "You're not like what?"
Tiny Grown Up: "I'm not a little girl, I'm a big girl, with big girl dreams now."
Me: "You're right you are a big girl now. What are your big girl dreams?"
Tiny Grown Up: "Heroes."
Me: "What kind of heroes?"
Tiny Grown Up: "The kind that I can't be. The kind with super powers that save people!"
I love this kid.