Growing Older

So Riley has informed me that she is growing up.

Riley:  Mom, I really want to bring my lunch to school tomorrow.
Me:  How about Monday because we don't have a lot of food to pack for tomorrow?
Riley:  Ok.  But Mom you seriously have to get me a new lunchbox.  It's totally embarrassing.  I can't use a baby one.  You have to replace my Tinkerbell lunchbox.  I'm not into fairies anymore.  I only like unicorns and big girl things.  I'm not a baby anymore so I really need a new one please.
Me:  Ok.  So no more fairies?
Riley:  No mom.  Only unicorns and things like that.