"Finally, I suspect that it is by entering that deep place inside us where our secrets are kept that we come perhaps closer than we do anywhere else to the One who, whether we realize it or not, is of all our secrets the most telling and the most precious we have to tell." Frederick Buechner
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Five year old wisdom
I asked MacKenna what was the one thing that was different in the 10 days since Abi arrived.
She took a deep Sarah Bernhardt sigh and said, "Well, life, Nana."
Working hard to suppress a giggle, I said, "Well, Mackie, it's supposed to."
"Oh," said she, "I guess you forgot to mention that part."
"Mm hm," I said. "I suppose I did."
Still working hard at not giggling, I asked, "How old are you, MacKenna?"
"Five," she said, "I'm five years old. And, that's no excuse, Nana."
She was already on to me.
Do you suppose all grandchildren are this smart, or is it just this amazing child?
Don't answer that. I think I already know.
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