Grace’s kindergarten teacher told me she thought Grace could run a small country, and we have been looking for one that needed a youthful leader ever since. We haven’t been too lucky. Yesterday, however, when I came home from work, I realized that maybe we just need to make our own luck – as Grace did yesterday.
There is some kind of summit going on in her room. I can tell they must be discussing matters of great importance – look at the posture on pig – and the rapt attention the rest of his table is giving him. And to think that I almost threw Pig away last week!