Siennalee: Mommie, when I grow up I can have a computer?
Mommie: Yes, Sweetie.
Siennalee, eyeing my San Pellegrino Aranciata : And I can drink Mommie Drinks?
Mommie, glancing away from the computer to her nearby beverage: Yes, that's right.
Siennalee, musing, eyes roaming the living room: And I can put on music when I grow up?
Mommie, chuckling: Yes you can!
Siennalee, getting excited: And I can drive when I grow up!
Mommie, unsure as to how we got to driving, but going with it anyway: Yes, you can drive when you grow up.
Siennalee, decisively: But not when I'm small.
Mommie, heartened that (against all odds) somehow some limits are being understood: Good idea, sweetie.
