Conversations led by my 4-year-old can be extremely interesting. A few days ago we were riding in the car, listening to Christmas music, and ‘Frosty the Snowman’ came on and this is what was said…
Emily: They really believe in that Frosty, don’t they?
Me: It sounds like they do.
Emily: People just believe anything these days.
Emily: Do you know what I don’t believe in?
Me: No, what? (I’m expecting some sort of dialogue on Santa Claus, mind you.)
Emily: I don’t believe dreams come true.
(Now is the time where I attempt to reassemble my broken heart while trying not to laugh.)
Me: Oh that is too bad!
Emily: Wanna know why?
Me: Yes, I do.
Emily: Because the other day I had an eyelash on my cheek and daddy got it on his thumb and told me to blow the eyelash and make a wish. Well, I wished that I would become a mermaid and it did NOT happen.
Alex: I wished for a video game!
Ben: Alex, you have to wish for a specific video game.
Emily: I just want to be a mermaid.
“Welcome to Hollywood! What’s your dream?” Name that movie.