comes asking me… RUNNING OUT…

[it’s a two post kind of day.]

A little girl [probably four or five years old] at the bagel shop I’m at is sitting at a table that I’m standing near, talking to my friends.  All the sudden I hear…

– Mom, she is TALL.

– Yes, yes, she is.

– Well, I’m just wondering why you didn’t grow that tall.

Ha!  I love it.  I should start asking people that same question.  Wondering why they didn’t grow as tall as me.

Darling kids.  Like this one…


“…I care that I do something special.”

[preach on, sista.]

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