A beautiful, funny little eight-year-old girl who has a distinct preference when it comes to her day was walking to school one morning and was overheard telling her friend, “I don’t do mornings. I wish school started after lunch.”
On the subject of school, one of my little people started school, and for several days dutifully went to the large brick building a few blocks away. When he was asked how he liked school, he responded as only a six-year-old kid could. “Fine, but how much longer do I have to do this?”
One day our son was scolding his children about something, when one of the six-year-old twins from the back seat of the van offered the perfect defense. “Dad, we’re just kids.”
I was driving my four-year-old granddaughter after a downpour in which a huge rainbow formed in the sky just ahead of us. From the backseat, a little voice asked, “Grammy, what makes a rainbow?” I began my long explanation about water and light, when I was interrupted again from the back seat with this: “No Grammy, it comes from the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, didn’t you know that?”
Stella MacLean’s next Super Romance will be out in November 2012, a Christmas story about a man and a woman who meet in somewhat unusual circumstances.