This morning as I was lying in bed trying to pretend to be asleep, I overheard a conversation between my daughters (3 and 5).
W: What are you going to be when you grow up?
H: Ummmmm .... a mummy.
W: But you WILL be a mummy! What do you want to DO when you are a mummy!?
H: I just want to be a mummy.
W (exasperated) : Fine. Just stay at home then! I'm going to be a firefighter.
So much to be said about this and yet it speaks for itself.