The Beautifullest

So, tonight we twisted a glittery red pipe cleaner into a heart. Our little brother “messed it up.” Mommy fixed it. All is well.

Why? Because tomorrow his four year old self is going to give it to “the beautifullest girl” in his class. We’re not quite sure which one that is, but we’ll figure it out.

Is it Maya? Haley? Joseph? No, not Joseph. He’s a boy.

She has “that hair.” That’s what makes a girl beautiful. Her long, short hair. (We could have scored points with mom by saying brunette, but we went with blond. Ouch.)

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