Adrienne really likes bandaids. I mean REALLY LIKES BANDAIDS! They heal all wounds and then some. Yesterday she went to wash her face after eating chocolate pudding. She used soap and got it in her eyes. She came to me for help, but was not impressed with my offer of a hug and a kiss. The only alternative...A (self-applied) bandaid of course.
...where fingers and sticks are people. ...where five-year-olds are radiant queens, or lovely homemakers with bright red lips and dozens of babies. ...where tea parties are held daily. ...where important-looking books can be read upside-down. ...where all endings are happy. ...where all may rest from cares and woes. Imagine...a little child's world.
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