Since before Rachel was born, I had a lot of ideas of what I would "allow" her to be when she grew up. On the list of careers she definitely could not pursue: Police work, Firefighting, Military, Anything In Which She Might Be Killed Early. My husband tells me I can't keep her protected forever and she Could Be Killed Early doing anything. But my mommy's heart just wants to prevent that possibility as much as possible. So this week, what does she tell her father she wants to do? Be a firefighter. She's only two. This will change. But I'm trying to learn to let her be herself. It takes a lot of tongue-biting.