Recently my 4 year old, Maria, wanted to write a story. It was a princess story (of course) about her and Ariel. But the story took a turn and got deep. As she was dictating, I began to laugh. I couldn't stop. I was giggling and crying and trying not to drool. Seriously, I was laughing that hard. I felt wonderful and horrible at the same time.
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