"Baby, baby, baby ohh LikeBaby, baby, baby noo LikeBaby, baby, baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine (mine)"
The teeny bopper voice emanated from the dashboard as we drove along the highway to visit family this weekend. We could hear my little 5 year old singing along, see the top of her head bobbing with the beat.
"Guppy, do you like Justin Bieber?", asked the man from the wheel.
"No. I just like his songs. I don't like him." replied the girlie.
"Mommy, Katie likes Justin Bieber and says that she's going to marry him. I told her that she wasn't going to marry him, because she wasn't even going to meet him!"
"Dream crusher!!", laughed her brother.
"No. I'm just telling her the truth, right Mama? Katie said she knows, but when she says she knows, I don't think she really knows, because she says that all the time about everything and she can't know everything just because she says she does - she actually doesn't really know."
Did you catch that?
The things that come out of a 5 year old pragmatist.
When I was 5, I too, had dreams of marrying someone older.
And he grew up to be the 2009 champion of Dancing with the Stars.