Egg Pie

Yesterday I decided Ella and I needed to spice up our lunches.  We usually feast on the same turkey sandwiches or soups and I had had enough.  I informed Ella that I was making a really good surprise lunch.  She got excited and asked if it had pickles, I said no.  She asked if it had red tomatoes, I said no.  So I explained quiche to her.  I told her we were going to mix eggs, bacon and cheese, put it all in a pie crust, and bake it.  She scrunched up her face and said, "Hmmm . . . egg pie."

Once we sat down for a lunch of quiche and grapefruit, we had a conversation about career choices:

Ella:  Mom, I'm having a really hard time deciding what to be when I grow up.

Me:  What are your choices.

Ella:  I have four I'm trying to decide - Robot Girl, Rock Star, Zookeeper or Mail Girl.

Me:  Those are all good choices and I think you can be anything you want to be.  Plus you still have lots of time to decide.

 

There was a long pause and then . . .

Ella:  I think when I am old, there are going to be tons of Robot Girls so I think I will just be the Rock Star, Zookeeper and Mail Girl.