Monday, March 12, 2012


Daddy, daddy, daddy! says the 4ish year old to her father who is absorbed in debating over purchasing the bag of oranges or selecting them from the bulk bin.

What, sweetheart, he answers distractedly.

Why is six afraid of seven? She dances around the grocery cart, poking her fingers in and out of the wire grids at her eye level.

I don't know, replies dad as he plops the bag of oranges in the cart.

Because seven ate nine! she squeals as she collapses in a heap of giggles.

Dad picks her up and plops her in the cart as well, giving her a hug in the process. I'll have to remember that one, he says.

If you forget it, I'll tell you again later! she assures him.

I'm sure you will, he sighs as he pushes the cart away.

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