Monday, June 5, 2023

Big

How old are you? I ask my chubby, blond haired, newly turned 3-year-old charge.

Big. He replies.

I wish I had that confidence. Instead I tell my sister that I feel small, I feel like a child trying to play an adult's roll. 

How ironic then, that children actually feel big. 

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