From the back of the car

In the car of Ella’s best friend’s mother on our way to see a Dora the Explorer live show, Ella and best friend were having a (very loud) conversation on the back seat.

I heard Ella say things like: “And at my home, I can play a little while when my mum cooks dinner. And then I get my plate and I go and sit at the little table in the loungeroom and I watch Dora while I eat my dinner.” Of course I had to immediately let best friend’s mum know that that really only happened occasionally and I braced myself when Ella launched into another “And at our home…” confession.

Then we had to pay a parking attendant for parking and Ella from the back seat loudly demanded to know: “Why are you asking us to give you money?!” I tried to shush her and then I heard her – still very loudly – say to her friend that “maybe the man’s ears don’t hear very well”. Cringe!

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Yesterday in our car driving home from the shops, I was grumbling to Ella about the lady who assisted us when we bought a vacuum cleaner and who obviously hates her job. I added that I personally wouldn’t enjoy working in a shop either, that I thought it wasn’t a very enjoyable job and that I hoped that she’ll get a better job than that when she’s a grown-up. So I asked her:

Me – What would you like to do for work when you’re a grown-up? There’s heaps of things you could do. You could be a nurse or a doctor, making sick people better…
Ella – I want to go to your work.
Me – Oh, no! You want to work at a computer?
Ella – Yes!

I’m a public servant. Admin staff. Really not the kind of thing you aspire to when you’re growing up and not the kind of dream you have for your child when you think about their career prospects.

Me – There are much nicer jobs you could do. You could be a vet?
Ella – No! I want to go to your work!
Me – Or a pilot?
Ella – No! I want to go to your work!
Me – Fire truck driver?
Ella – I want to go to your wooooork!
Me – You could really work at better places than where I work.
Ella – But then you wouldn’t be there.
Me – Oh sweetie, by the time you start working, I probably won’t work at the same place anymore.
Ella – But you will!

I decided to leave it at that for now, even if the thought of having her work alongside me when I’m in my 50s spooked me somewhat.

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4 Responses to “From the back of the car”

  1. Alison Says:

    Ella working with you when she is a grown up might be spooky – but gee that conversation is sweet! How wonderful that right now she wants to work where you work, because you’re there.

  2. Lin Says:

    In the meantime she told me that she actually wants to be a butterfly fairy princess when she grows up. And I’ve never seen any vacancies for those at our office. lol

  3. Nikki Says:

    Oh I think we could accommodate a new princess… I mean, Gerry probably won’t be here forever! 😉

  4. Gerard Says:

    You are in sooooo much trouble NikkiGerry


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