You were off on an "adventure" with one of your friend's kids, Erick, listening to her ramble about the ship she'll be getting when she's older, her "team", and her dreams—her mouth being full of Twizzlers she was eating.

"Until the day my longship sets sail to the sea, I will never, ever get my hair cut." Erick said with confidence, her hands on her hips as she smiles, you couldn't help but laugh at the small dream—until she looked at you with a shocked and angry face.