"Pretty Princess"
"Miss Trish asked what we're to be when we grow up," Billie said, smearing blue across her colouring book Clydesdale.
Sally smiled. "What did you say?"
"Starship captain," Billie answered, grabbing a green; the horse became a pegasus. "Or, dinosaur zookeeper."
"That's my girl," Larry quipped.
Sally turned to their quieter daughter. "And you?"
Dabbing red over her picture princess's hair, Katie murmured, "Pretty."
Sally glanced at Larry, frowning.
Before either parent could confront this, though, Billie declared, "You'll be pretty. Just like Mummy. But, I have to do more. Because I look like Daddy."
Larry sneered. "Thanks very much!"