The other day the man and I were watching TV with our little 4 year-old daughter. There was a commercial featuring “I Can Be Anything Barbie”, and we watched quietly as Barbie was portrayed as a veterinarian, then a scientist, then something else supposedly impressive and respectful.

I turned to Sloane and asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up. She paused, put her finger up to her smiling lips as if deep in thought, and said a long, drawn-out “hmmmmmmm.” Then she grinned even more and answered, “A tomato!”

Wow. Really? Wow. That’s what you came up with, my dear? You want to be a tomato. Robin’s response was, “Good answer, Sloane. Good answer.”

Yeah, I suppose for a 4 year-old that’s an answer that I can live with.