Wednesday, January 07, 2009
At the supper table tonight, Devyn spoke to our reflections in the kitchen window:
"Hello!" she said. "How are you? You should come and play."
There was silence.
"Oh. They want us to come and play with them."
And she's never even read Neil Gaiman.
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