Rose: Mom, when are you going to stop being allergic? (She doesn’t say to what, but this has been a recurring theme lately so I know she is thinking about cats.)
Me: Sweetie, I will never stop being allergic to cats, I have been allergic my whole life and you don’t usually grow out of that.
Rose: But what about kittens?
Me: You know those are just little cats, right?
Rose: Yes, but I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!
Me: Sorry, honey, I am never going to be able to live with a cat or a kitten. Maybe when you are a grown up you can get one.
Rose: But mom, I am going to still live with you. And grandma and grandpa and dad and the dogs.
Me: Ok, well, that sounds lovely. But I can really never get a cat.
Rose: Oh, ok. But I don’t want to get a job, I just want to live with you and take care of the dogs.
Me: Well, maybe you can take care of dogs for your job, like be a veterinarian or something.
Rose: Only if I can do it in our house.
I love these bedtime conversations.