the ice cream scoop girl

While Kari and I were attempting to catch up on some mindless television this week a horrible noise started coming from Tysen's room. 

It sounded like a clogged garbage disposal. 

Upon inspection it turned out to be one very congested little girl. 

We got her out of bed and Tysen sat with Kari while waiting for the Vicks and vaporizer to work their magic, and we continued to watch our mindless television.

Until the horrible noise started coming from Kaylee's room. 

Kari went off to investigate and I asked Tysen if she wanted to go to bed.

Shaking her head 'no' she said, "I want to watch the show."

"What is it about?" I asked, wondering if she was actually paying attention.

"Girls," she said. "And boys. And they sing."

Spot on.

"Do you want to sing when you get bigger?" I asked.

Shaking her head 'no' she said, "I want to be the ice cream scoop girl."

"The ice cream scoop girl?" I asked, making sure I understood her correctly.

She nodded, "So I can feed all the people who are hungry." 

(I've said it before--world changer, this one.)

"Do you know how to make ice cream?" I asked.

Shaking her head 'no' she said, "Mommy has some in the freezer. I just want to scoop it for the people."

(If ever you need a lesson in Walking With compassion, just spend a few minutes with Tysen.)

Shortly thereafter she was sound asleep, no doubt dreaming about changing the world one ice cream scoop at a time.

Meanwhile I'm left thinking I can't imagine a better thing to grow up to be than someone who feeds hungry people. In fact, I think I want to be the ice cream scoop girl too.