Sabrina told me that the pants I laid out for her were dirty. It turned out that there were about two specks of lint. I told her that lint isn't dirty. Dirty is when you wear clothes and play in the mud or spill food on them.
She then banished me to my room, and I wondered why.
But I didn't wonder long, because first I heard the clink of a spoon on a bowl, and then she brought a wet pair of school pants to me. As soon as she is dressed (I suppose I should make her wear her cereal-dirtied pants, but she is going to wear a dress instead), she'll be cleaning up the cereal that is on the floor.
(As I typed that, she blamed it on a monster that was just as quick as Santa Claus--who I just described as super-quick, sneaking in and out so fast that kids can't seem him. She's smart, but still cleaning it up!)
Are you thankful for the good things?
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