Hermey the Elf

Tonight, Blythe and I were on our way to go see one of our friends play for a Christmas show. Our friend plays guitar in a rockabilly band, and always wears a cowboy hat. (Well, I'm sure he takes it off sometimes, but we have always seen him wearing one.)

Out of the blue, she says to me, (from the back seat, as I'm driving) "Mom, do you think our friend wants to be a cowboy instead of a rock star? You know--like Hermey the Elf wanted to be a dentist, and not an elf."

Maybe, just maybe...