If you ask H1 what she would like to be when she grows up, she always says, 'I want to be a Mommy.' Most of her games involve getting married and having kids. She would constantly talk about her husband, how she would treat him and her kids.
A couple of weeks back, while she was making mud pies, I was asked to be a visitor to her home. While commenting on how good her pies were, I said, 'You have a lovely oven. How much was it?'
'Fifty dollars,' said H1.
'Wow! That's quite expensive.' I said.
'It's OK. I married a rich husband.' said my daughter with a tilt to her head.
I don't know where she gets these ideas from but she knows how it works don't you think ;o)