Thursday, November 8, 2007

Every So Often They Surprise You

M is almost 5, going on 15. She's very often a total diva, princess, attitudinal challenge. I truly have no idea how I am going to live with her as an adolescent.

But today? I picked her up from school and, as we drove towards G's school to pick him up, she said, out of the blue, apropros of nothing, "You know that blaster gun that G wants from that magazine? We should get that for him for his birthday. Because he really really wants it."

I was floored by her unsolicited kindness. And so, although I believed that I was finished with birthday presents, I will be venturing to Toys R Us to buy the blaster gun for M to give to G for his 6th birthday. Because she is sweet.

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