Saturday, December 11, 2010
Little Girls
Just wanted to say to you mother's with little boys, little girls can sometimes be a handful too.
I know a little girl who:
used to set the lit candle in the book shelf,
used to spin in her mother's top load washer,
climbed trees higher than any little boy in the neighborhood,
was known to walk out on the second story roof and invite her siblings out to play,
enjoyed eating worms and mud pie,
knew how to climb up on to the roof of every garage or barn in neighborhood,
laid pennies and dimes on the railroad tracks,
could whistle with a steel whistle and with fingers in her mouth,
pitched better than all the guys, and
made a coach say, maybe he was leaving too soon.
As day time had too many opportunities - she stayed up all night with the drop light in her closet reading..once she learned to read. She wasn’t interested in dolls, or playing house, nor did she wait to play with others. She liked green beans, fried chicken legs, and mashed potatoes, and if those items were not on the table she didn’t mind not eating.
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I love that little girl!
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