I wrote the previous post out in a notebook before posting it bc I didn't have computer access.
This morning Khubz is flipping through the notebook (her tinkerbell notebook--how appropriate is that?) and finds my scrawl. "what is that?" she asks.
"it's mommy's." Scully simply replies.
"but what *is it??*"
"it's a poem. Mommy wrote a poem about who she is. "
"then why does it say, 'I really am a duck'?"
Scully bursts out laughing, compliments her reading skills y sends her off to me.
Now we have animal poems on our agenda for this morning.
It does make me love life a bit.