In which I am forced to confront my own irrelevance
The Six-Year-Old, holding up a picture of a pine tree in the sun: “Mommyo, what color on here do you want the back of the tapestry to be?”
Mommyo: “I like the green or the brown.”
The Six-Year-Old, decidedly: “I’ll color it yellow.”
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What are you thinking?