Friday, April 22, 2005

Simple truth.

My darling daughter understands things simply.

Cruising home in the beetle, her mom stuck her hand out the sunroof. "Look," she said, "I'm touching the sky!" Unconvinced, my daughter replied, "You can't touch the sky because you can't reach!"

Driving home late one night, she admitted to me that she was tired (which means she must have been flat out exhausted). I told her that it was way past her bedtime and nearly my bedtime. I asked her if she'd tuck me into bed that night. She answered definitively, "no, you have to tuck me into bed because I'm little!"
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