Not Growing Up

My lil girl grabbed my arm in church today and whispered in my ear with a solemn look: Mummy - I don't want to grow up. Cos I always want to be ME. And if I grew up, I'd have to die.

Caught off-guard, I could only hug her and tell her that she'll live to a ripe-old-age.

Now that I have some time to myself, I can't help but wonder if 1) she's trying to tell me something, about school or her friends... and 2) a young child coming only to 7 years of age, is able to see that grown ups are not quite themselves.

It would be really sad if she is able to see thru all the masks we wear and it was the latter that she was trying to tell me.