Yesterday Pixie was busy drawing a picture. When she was done, she proudly showed it to me.
Gammy: Come sit on my lap and tell me about your picture.
Pixie: This is the grass, this is the sky, and this is the kitty.
Gammy: That looks like a very happy little kitty. (I made this assumption because of the smile on its face.)
Pixie: Oh, no, Gammy. It’s a very sad kitty.
Gammy: Why is the kitty so sad?
Pixie: Because she lost her mommy and her daddy and she’ll never see them again. They got lost and she can’t find them anywhere.
Gammy: Well, with all her legs maybe she can zoom fast and run and find them. (On the word “zoom” I quickly “zoomed” the paper through the air.)
Pixie: (Taking the picture away from me.) There’s no zoom, zoom. She’s just a baby kitty. Baby kitties don’t zoom, zoom.
Obviously THIS was NOT the ending Pixie had in mind!
Gammy: Well, if she’s lost, why is she smiling?
Pixie: Because I found her. (With that she gave her picture a hug.)
Well, it’s fine to hug a picture, but more fine to hug a stuffie! With the help of the photo copier and Pixie, we had her little kitty ready to be hug for real in no time!