we have dinner with little M and her family. i find myself delighted then adopted by a gentle imp, who brings me to visit her bathrooms her christmas gifts and her artwork, and who charmingly asks HOM to remove himself so i can sit beside her. M is a pleasant reminder that not every tyke is a stridently spinning ninja star.
spend time with a child and you pretty much open a window through the good manners parents put on for public display and catch a glimpse of what prevails when life intrudes.
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