No Self-Esteem Problems Here, Nossir

I didn’t think a kid could top Gresham’s Halloween creative thinking: A few years ago he decided to be Spiderman dressed up like Santa Claus. Seriously. He did.  And we let him. How do you top that?

Well, enter Penelope, age five.

Today at school, for the we’re-Christians-so-it’s-not-called-a-Halloween-party non-Halloween party, she was supposed to go as what she wants to be when she grows up.

As soon as the teacher made the assignment Penelope knew what she wanted to be.

“I’m going to be myself,” she said.

“You’re supposed to be-”

“I don’t want money when I’m old. I want you and Mommy to buy me everything.”

“OK, but you’re supposed to-”


OK then.

Myself it is.

I wanna be myself.

Mom? Dad? Wanna buy me stuff?