When She Grows Up

Here is another entry about what Trixie wants to be when she grows up. 
(At right:  Trixie's most recent photo.  She is enjoying her mac and cheese.)

Before...

Mama:  Trixie, what do you want to be when you grow up?
Trixie, chuckling:  I want to be "laway!"   (As in saliva!!!! Kulit!  She told this to her teacher too.)


Mama:  Trixie, what do you want to be when you grow up?
Trixie:  I want to be a bird so I can fly!


Just this week, we had these conversations on the same topic.  I did not ask her what she wants to be when she grows up anymore, but she just told me these out of nowhere.

While in the car, on our way home...
Trixie:  Mama, I want to be a dentist when I grow up.
Mama:  Why?
Trixie:  So I can check your teeth.
(Well, she had her first trip to the dentist last week.  Apparently, that was a good experience for her.  Buti nalang.)

While watching tv...
Trixie:  Mama, I want to be a doctor when I grow up.
Mama, smiling inside:  Why?
Trixie, with a big smile:  So I can put injection on you!!!  (Kaya pala... tsk...tsk...tsk...)

And her "kakulitan" never ends!


I decided to add this excerpt from Dr. Mehmet Oz's interview in TIME Magazine's August issue.  It's very timely for this blog's topic. 

Q:  If you were not a doctor, what would you be? (Narendra Triverdi of Santa Clara, Calif.)
Oz:  When I was 7, I was taken into this ice cream shop.  There was a 10-year-old in line in front of me, and my father says to this little boy, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"  And the little boy says, "I don't know."  My father turned to me and said, "I don't care what you want to be in life, but I never want to hear that answer from you.  I always want you to have a goal."  So I decided in that ice cream shop that I wanted to be a doctor.  Later, in high school, I decided I wanted to play pro football.  Go figure.