Nicholas, age seven, recently remarked–seemingly out of nowhere, but I’m sure there was plenty of context in his mind—
“I wish I was a crayon. Except that people would be scraping my head off all the time.”
Nicholas, age seven, recently remarked–seemingly out of nowhere, but I’m sure there was plenty of context in his mind—
“I wish I was a crayon. Except that people would be scraping my head off all the time.”
So cute! One of my favorite things about little kids is all the silly tings they say.
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