This question comes up all the time in my family. My mom, my dad, nanny Franny and even my mom’s friends ask me what I want to be when I grow up. I can only remember back as early as when I was four. My mom took me to see the Nutcracker ballet. After that I wanted to be a ballerina. Mom bought me a pink tutu, and pink ballet slippers. She put my hair up in a pink tiara and I would dance around the house everyday pretending to be a world- famous ballerina. When I was five, I wanted to be a girl fireman. I wanted to be able to climb up in the trees and save the animals that were stuck there. Mom and I would sometimes take a walk around the neighborhood with my little ladder and pretend I was rescuing an animal. But one day while we were walking the neighborhood, we actually saw a kitty cat stuck in a tree. There was no one around, so mom called the fire department, and they came quickly and got the kitty down. They assumed it was mine and handed it to me. It was my neighbor’s cat, and they came running and thanked me for saving their Rosie. I was a girl fireman hero for a few minutes. I am now six years old and absolutely know what I want to be. I want to be a writer like Sandee Lefcoe. She’s the lady that writes all the stories about me. She had enough confidence in me to let me write this blog, so I must be getting better. My mom says I will change my mind hundreds of times before I really know what I want to be when I grow up. She might be right. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.
Riddles sent from
Ava from Montana.
You used to visit me when you needed to know, but I’ve been lonely since the internet was born.
What am I?
A library
Carter from New Hampshire.
I get smaller every time I take a bath.
What am I?
A bar of soap.
Favorite snacks.
Louise from Albany, N.Y.
I love bagels with cream cheese and or butter sprinkled with cinnamon and a little sugar. It almost tastes like dessert.
Noah from Trenton, N.J.
Nothing is as good as a peanut butter sandwich with sliced bananas on one side and marshmallow whip on the other side.
It’s my snack time now. I can hardly wait to see what goodie my mom made me today.