Archive for July 2009
A conversation between me and Miss 4 when washing the car:
“You are a good car washer Daddy.”
“Thanks honey. Maybe you can help me when you are older.”
She sighs. “No …”
“Because ballerinas don’t wash cars.”
Can’t complain really – at least it is a real job. When I was her age, I wanted to be a Ghostbuster.