“Sometimes a five-year-old’s blunt questions have a knack of cutting to the chase… ”
When my daughter grows up, she wants to be a Queen.
Specifically, she wants to be the Queen of Australia.
She imagines that it’s a job like Elsa’s, but with more drama and fewer reindeer. Mostly, she thinks it involves wearing lovely frocks and ordering people around. Two things she would certainly like more of in her life.
Unfortunately for her, that job is not available, as I explained to her in one of the more confusing conversations I have had as a parent.