Today we were in a Starbucks waiting for my daughter's first pair of eyeglasses to be made (the Doctor told her that she must wear them when driving the family car or sightseeing - she is 11). Suddenly, without warning or even an attempt at a segue she stated that her "Plan E" is to work at Starbucks.
Of course this prompted my question about her plans A through D.
"Plan A: Actress." I guess I knew that. It was singer until this year.
"Plan B: Writer." I was sort of hoping that this would be Plan A, but as she's 11, there's still time to change her mind.
"Plan C: Creative Writing Teacher-thingy. You know, English Teacher."
Clearly this is an inherited skill as my father, the sign painter, always said, "Words is my business." This was particularly obvious after the "North Shore Retarted Citizens" sign incident.
"Plan D: Marry a rich man."
This is a completely new addition to her plans. Does this mean we have to stop watching Fiddler on the Roof, A&E's Pride & Prejudice, or The Sound of Music?