Asna and I have been having our little cereal supper session every night for the past few days. One of us would prepare the cereal and milk and within the 10 minutes spent, we’d be talking or playing Candy Crush together.
She was enjoying a spoonful of Milo cereal last night, when I asked her:
“When you grow up, would you rather be rich or famous?”
She paused and spaced out for a second or two. With some cereal left in her mouth, she whispered:
I expected her to contemplate between the two options, but she seemed very sure of her answer.
“Why not famous?”
She said this with a straight face, confident that it’s the obvious answer:
“Because I’m already famous on your blog.”
“That’s why I chose rich.”