"What do you want to be when you grow up?" I asked my grandchildren when they spent the night.
"Spiderman!" immediately responded my three-year old grandson. He is currently obsessed with this comic book hero.
"Tinker Bell," said the four-year old. She wants to fly when she grows up.
"A princess," replied seven-year old "Teka", "Probably Belle, because she looks like me."
I see many children that are miniature adults. My grandchildren still believe in Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy. And that's okay, because these years go by so fast and soon they won't remember their childhood dreams. But then again maybe they will grow up to be a princess.
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