Rose-ism

I thought my parents, who I'm sure were endlessly annoyed with my picky eating, would enjoy this gem from a couple minutes ago:

Rose: Mommy, when I'm a grown-up, I will be just like you!
Me: (heart melting)  Aw, thanks sweetheart! What is it that you like about me that you want to be like when you grow up?
Rose: I will eat my dinner and I won't be afraid to try it!