A career in Princessistry?

I asked Mira today what she wanted to be when she grows up and she said, "A fire fighter!" I think she might be channelling Grandpa Bob's volunteer career choice. Looking for a lesson to teach, I was just about to launch into a discussion of how she would have to be strong to be a fire fighter and therefore would have to eat all her vegetables.

But before I could even start the vegetable lecture, Mira said, "I change my mind. I think I want to be a princess."

Twarted again! Unless someone can figure out a way to explain why a princess should eat her vegetables. Lovely skin and hair, perhaps?

(To be fair, Mira is pretty good at eating her broccoli, peas, corn, and cauliflower. We pretend she is a giant dinosaur eating all the green trees!)