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Sunday, November 18, 2007

Five Is Such a Cool Age

On a celery day -- we've been having a lot of those lately -- I introduced Boss Girl to "ants on a log." Celery stalks spread with peanut butter and dotted with raisins. The day she brought them to school for lunch she declared "I want them every time I bring lunch."

Alas, the next day, she was over it. "I don't like raisins."

She's lying. But whatever. "OK," say I, "would you like just celery with peanut butter?"

Her eyes lit up. "Yes."

"And maybe would you like ... craisins instead of raisins?" Every day is a craisin day in our house.

"YES!"

"OK then," I said, all business. "So just the log, no ants."

"No ants," she said thoughtfully. "It's LADYBUGS on a log!"

I love that kid.