Spring 2011
Tia, 6 years old
This part of Tina Fey's "Prayer for a Daughter" reminds me of Tia:
Recently, she said (referring to that bleeping royal wedding), "Mama, a girl is marrying a prince. That means she'll be a princess and get to live in a castle."
I replied, trying in vain to mask my concern, "Oh, is that something you'd like to do?"
She sneered: "No! I'm going to be a rock star!"
You go, Girl!!! Make your own damn money!
"May she play the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers."
Recently, she said (referring to that bleeping royal wedding), "Mama, a girl is marrying a prince. That means she'll be a princess and get to live in a castle."
I replied, trying in vain to mask my concern, "Oh, is that something you'd like to do?"
She sneered: "No! I'm going to be a rock star!"
You go, Girl!!! Make your own damn money!
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