So, what do you want to be when you grow up?

Perhaps she's hanging out too much with the multi-faceted Barbie, but Faith is vacillating a bit about what she wants to be when she grows up. Not that career paths are set in stone at six, but we've run the gamut. In her toddler days, she'd put on her best dress-up clothes, hit her tricycle and go to "work" in her playhouse. Back then she was "working" at The Telegraph. Her "day" consisted of miming like she was typing for about 30 seconds and then getting back in the "car" to go home for supper. After she saw Barbie as Rapunzel, Faith decided she would be an artist. Every picture masterpiece had to be hung on the fridge or find some other place of honor in the kitchen. Her doctor kit inspired a career in medicine for a while. Watching "The Nutcracker" and taking dance lessons set her sights on being a ballerina. So, I was surprised the other day when Faith announced she wanted to be a "massage rubber." Aside from a pedicure I treated her to a while back, I'm not sure where she got the idea to be a masseuse. But I reaped the benefits of a massage over the weekend. Not bad. But as I was struggling with how to dress her for Career Day this week, her ambitions changed again. With Cinderella propped up in the mini salon chair she got from her hair stylist aunt, Faith went to work on the doll's blond tresses and announced she wanted to be a hair stylist. At least she has some experience from previous impromptu haircuts she performed on herself. Although I'm not quite ready to be her first customer for a cut. Now we're trying to come up with a "hair stylist" outfit for Career Day. I can't wait to see how Faith "fixes" her own hair that day.
- Liz Fabian