**Iris:** When I’m big I’m going to drive a big tractor. And I’ll have metal cows at my house.
**Me:** Metal cows?
**Iris:** You push a button on the back and they eat grass.
**Me:** Do they make milk?
**Iris:** Yes, you press a button on the udder and milk comes out into the container.
**Me:** Are these robot cows?
**Iris:** No, silly. They’re real pretend animals.
(later)
**Iris:** When I grow up, I want to be a lady.
**Me:** You will, but that’s not really a job, per se.
**Iris:** I’ll put on my suit and build my farm. Everything is going to be metal at my farm. The suit is going to be metal so I don’t blow away.
**Me:** What crops will you grow?
**Iris:** I’m going to grow ginger cookies with my wheat.
(pause)
**Iris:** Do ginger cookies come from wheat?
So, to sum up, when Iris is big she’s is going to wear a metal jumpsuit, eat cookies, drive a tractor, and milk robot cows. This sounds *awesome.* Except…
**Me:** Where is your farm going to be?
**Iris:** In Tukwila.
I love that she wants to drive a tractor.
Do you think her metal jumpsuit will still be denim colored. If so, then my picture is complete: Iris, in denim colored metal overalls, riding on a green John Deere tractor. She rides past her metal cows. I see some with black spots on white metal and some a nice, rusty brown. Her children are pushing buttons on udders to get the day’s milk. They, too, are in denim colored metal overalls.
Do you think she’ll see the ginger cookies she grows? ‘Cause some of those are sounding pretty good.
She can have a metal Bianka to chase the metal mice, and drink the milk from the metal cows! Maybe even play catch with a metal ball?