Another installment of five-year-old feminism over here, folks. Honestly, this kid is constantly surprising me and making me proud. Late last year I wrote about Olivia’s struggle with feeling like, as a girl, she couldn’t do certain things that her boy friends could do. I gotta say, that wore on me. I did a lot of fretting and worrying and trying to figure out how best to ingrain in her the belief that she can.

Then, the other night, as we were getting ready for bed, she said, “You know, Mommy, there has never been a girl president.” And I thought to myself, oh dear, here we go again. Before I could respond, she added, “…yet.”

I told her she’s right. And that just because there hasn’t been one yet, it doesn’t mean there can’t be one. That maybe soon there will be. She smiled up at me and said, “Maybe they’re just waiting for me.”