"You didn't hear what she was saying, did you?" he asks.
"No. What's up?"
"I told her she can be anything she wants to when she grows up. She can be a doctor... she can be President like Barack Obama. And she told me she already knows what she wants to be."
"What does she want to be?"
"A mommy. And I asked her if she wanted to have another job too. And her reply was, 'Yes - Mommy's job'."
I love you too, Peanut.
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