Talking with Meg today, I asked her, “What do you think your special talents are?”
Meg, in a most sincere fashion, replied, “Well, I could tell you, but it would take all night.”
She doesn’t lack confidence.
While eating supper, she tells me, “I wish I had a fairy Godmother.”
“Oh yeah?” I ask.
“I would ask her for my dad to have no work and never have to leave me again.”
Sigh. How long until March?
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