clara: when you get big will you be the drink girl?
jill: um...what do you mean?
clara: i'm gonna fly the airplane. will you be the drink girl?
jill: oh! sure! yes, i'd really like that!
clara: and what will emmett be when he gets big?
jill: how about your co-pilot? you need two people to fly the plane. he'll sit next to you in the front.
clara: okay! emmett, do you want to be my co-pilot?
emmett: (no noise)
clara: he said yes!
jill: oh good! yay!
clara: what will gramma be? will she be my copilot too?
jill: how about she's a drink girl like mommy? she can pass out sodas, and water, and juice.
clara: yeah, and milk! and crackers!
jill: how about some pretzels or peanuts? do you think she would like to do that?
clara: no...just cups and drinks.
jill: okay.
clara: and daddy!
jill: what will daddy do?
clara: he'll be my pretzel boy!
jill: yep, i think daddy will be a great pretzel boy...
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