While helping me cook dinner...
Rosa: Mommy, when I grow up I want to be a garlic-peeler.
No, I want to be a garlic-peeler mommy.
Then we will have one garlic-peeler mommy, one regular mommy,
one daddy and a fireman (Emmy?).
Some days I just cook for the entertainment.
Also, I never have to peel garlic anymore. Win.