The little girl, with a concerned little frown, occasionally lets us know she can’t decide what to be when she grows up. We try to assure her that at her age, now 4, she needn’t know yet. Recently she told us she’d be a princess on Tuesday and a firefighter on Friday, then quickly amended the plan, saying she’d be a princess every day.
Tonight, she informed me with certainty that she will be a weather girl when she grows up. I didn’t even know she had heard of a weather girl.
“You can be a meteorologist,” I told her at bed time.
“No, weather girl.” (Pause) “What’s a meteorologist?”
I explained that a meteorologist is a scientist who really knows about the weather, whereas a weather girl or weather guy on TV might not be a meteorologist and might not really know much about the weather.
“I’m going to be a weather girl,” she stated. And then she gave a little forecast.
“And tonight the weather is going to be cold.”
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Cheryl // September 1, 2009 at 11:21 pm |
Lots of great weather books. Try “Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs.” Btw, this was a book before it was a movie!
mamawhelming // September 2, 2009 at 4:06 am |
Thanks for the tip!