Well, it happened. Louisette told me she wanted to be a writer when she grew up.
Being a writer is a terrible idea! My dream for my kids is for them to have steady, 9-5ish jobs with sick leave and annual leave and a pay rise every year. I want them to be healthy and sane. In short, I want them to have everything I never will.
“That’s wonderful!” I said to my sweet innocent child. “And you know what’s great about writing? You can do it AND have another job at the same time!”
Ah, parenting. Finding that magical place between, “Follow your dreams” and “Do your homework.”
That’s Louisette hugging a dinosaur.