G: Mommy, what's an Indian?
Me: Well. Someone from India or another word for a Native American.
G: (pause) Huh?
Me: A type of person.
G: Do they use arrows?
Me: Some of them used to.
G: Okay. I want to be an Indian when I grow up.
Me: (laughing) You can't be an Indian when you grow up. You're already a European mutt.
G: WHAT?
Me: Nothing.
G: Please can I be an Indian when I grow up?
Me: We'll see...
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