Tag: Sparklet

i was walking around the neighborhood today, trying to get baby sparklet to take a nap, when i passed a stressed out mom dealing with three boys on bicycles.

one of the boys was babbling about how his bike was a rocketship, and how he was having a really hard time making sure it didn’t explode.

i smiled, inwardly, thanking heaven for little girls.

half a block later, i see a 6 year-old girl in a fancy pink fairy dress, pell-melling down the hill at full speed, oblivious to the traffic, screaming:

i … am … SUPER PINKY!!!!!

now *that’s* more like it.