When I Grow Up...

The girls had a short conversation in the car yesterday that went something like this...

Berlin: When I grow up I want to be a mom!

Tryn: When I grow up I want to be a mountain climber! (Reference back to this story. She still hasn't changed her mind, which I think is really interesting considering the fact that I don't know if she actually knows what a mountain climber does exactly.)

Berlin: I want to be a mom and a horsey rider! (This is not the first time she has mentioned being a horse rider either. Which is also weird to me because I can't actually remember a time that she has ridden a horse, which means that she probably doesn't remember either. This is also funny to me because I swear this exact sentence came out of my own mouth at some point in my life. Although, I probably wasn't 3 years old and I probably used a word like "jockey" or "horse trainer" instead of "horsey rider".)

Tryn: I want to be a mountain climber and...guess what else?

Berlin: I don't know.

Tryn: Guess! Guess, guess, guess!

Berlin: I don't know Trynie. I can't guess.

Tryn: I want to be a mountain climber and...a SINGER! Just like daddy!

I can't wait to see what these girls accomplish in life.