in which Sarah schools me
Sarah: What's your job, Mama?
Me: I'm a software engineer.
Sarah: That's what you do at work with your working friends?
Me: Right.
Sarah: I am going to be a baseball player.
Me: Really? When you grow up?
Sarah: Yes. When I am not being a baseball player, I will be a firefighter because firefighters are good helper people.
Me: You'd be a great firefighter. But you know, women don't play professional baseball. Only men do.
Sarah: [index finger raised] Not *yet*, Mama.
Me: I'm a software engineer.
Sarah: That's what you do at work with your working friends?
Me: Right.
Sarah: I am going to be a baseball player.
Me: Really? When you grow up?
Sarah: Yes. When I am not being a baseball player, I will be a firefighter because firefighters are good helper people.
Me: You'd be a great firefighter. But you know, women don't play professional baseball. Only men do.
Sarah: [index finger raised] Not *yet*, Mama.