aiming high

Sage was busy with her crayons when her father asked her, "Sage, what do you want to be when you grow up?"

She didn't quite understand, having never heard the question before, so he elucidated: "When you're grown up, what would you like to do? You can become a writer like Mommy, or you can own a store like Uncle Vinnie, or you can help sick people like your doctor does."

"Or you can be many things at the same time," I chimed in. "You can be a writer-businessman like Daddy, or an actor-businessman like Uncle Richard."

Sage paused and frowned, giving the matter due consideration. Then she decided, "I'm going to be a princess-doctor," and promptly went back to her drawing.