Wife [to Daughter, age 2.5]: You’re so cute!
Daughter: No, I’m not cute, I’m a speech therapist. [Coincidentally, the wife’s profession.]
Wife: Oh, you’re a speech therapist! What do you do when you’re being a speech therapist?
Daughter: No, I’m not a speech therapist. I’m an alligator!
I’m a Brazil Nut!
At least she is keeping her options open. I would hate to think she was locking herself into a career at that early an age.