Me - "Sure."
I turn and see this...
Me - "What are you doing?"
Madmad - "I'm practicing being a mime. Can't you tell? Don't I look just like a mime?"
Me - "Oh Yeah, you look just like a mime. Why exactly are you practicing being a mime?"
Madmad - "Well, when I grow up I want to be a mime. If I can't be a mime I want to be a ventriloquist. If I can't be a ventriloquist I will see if I want to be a veterinarian. And if THAT doesn't work out then I guess I'll just have to be a lion tamer....."
Long pause (while I try my hardest not to laugh outloud)
Madmad - "...or a chef. I suppose that would be ok too."
When I was her age I was dead set on being a truck driver. I figured that was the best way to see the world. I really thought driving the big rig was a glamorous life. I would get to go through all the states in the USA! I would be my own boss! I would get to drive large machinery.
Which is still a fascination today. I've driven a big rig truck...I've steered a cruise ship...I've driven tractors...I actually considered going on a date with a scary guy while living in DC because he promised me he'd let me drive one of the Metro trains. (I quickly came to my senses when he smiled and I realized he had no teeth.)
Still on my list include a zamboni, digging with a backhoe and a train.
In the meantime I'm going to practice being a mime...