Hear Ye! Hear Ye!

In an ongoing, perhaps slightly obsessive, attempt to figure out what my dear daughter is going to end up making herself out to be in this big world, I've now crossed off a few more things from the list: national security expert/CIA agent and professional poker player. This girl cannot keep her motor mouth shut. She invited half the plane to her birthday party. In December. When she turns three. And has three candles. Now, that's not actually fair; she only invited two college-aged boys to her party. They were one part psyched for the request of their presence and one part not sure how to RSVP to this rather insistent 9-month-from-now shindig. She's got an eye on her, though, I'll tell you. Not only were these young gentlemen not too shabby, but the other week she spotted a dad at the pool and reported that "that man is bee-you-ta-ful." He too, truth be told, was not bad looking. She also saw some pilots in the airport (duh) and shouted, for the world to hear, "look, there are PILOTS over there! PILOTS". There is no stealth (nor subtlety) to her whatsoever. I'm also reaping the fabulous rewards of teaching her the correct name for body parts. Eye-yey-yey. All this means that we are not entrusting our national security to this kid.

The poker player cross-off is because she cannot resist being the cat with the canary when she's got something up her sleeve. She'll announce when she's got my wallet (which I've now banned from her taking apart after ending up at the check out with no credit cards) or phone (too many crank calls) or special treats (I don't even know where I've hidden those sometimes) and I've haven't noticed her in due time. She'd be a terrible bluffer and just announce when she had a good hand. 

So, I'm narrowing it down. Slowly but surely, we are making progress. Some options still on the table are:

artiste

construction worker or firefighter

grocery clerk

common criminal.

Happy Easter, everyone! We have more to share from our time at Nana and Grandpa's house and from our early Easter adventure today. In the meantime, though, unless you want something broadcast to our neighborhood, keep your secrets to yourself.