A sweet little girl. . .
A traditional childhood moment . . .
And she brought a favorite book outside . . .
No, she's not actually reading it. And I cannot explain why she considers this particular book special. But she does and has ever since she first (well over a year ago) picked it up from the bookshelf just outside the bathroom and said it was her 'medium-size poop book.'
She doesn't call it that now. In fact, she pointed to the author's name and asked if it was Maurice Sendak. I cleared that up and spelled out the title for her.No matter. There's still something special to her about this book.
