Tonight, after a long day at work and on the bus, I got home to a four-year-old that had, apparently, eaten a wheelbarrow of sugar-coated espresso beans. After being bounced on repeatedly, playing games and giving many piggyback rides, I said, "This child is bouncing like a rubber ball." I turned to the Girl. "Why is that, sweetie?"
"Because that what childs are supposed to do," she said earnestly.
A fair point.
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With so much seemingly wrong in this world, "the girl" reminds us of what is right. It also makes one ask, "When did we forget that we are supposed to be happy?"
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