Then there are days, like today, when I know exactly who's kid she is. She is MINE.
I walked into her bedroom and found this stack of books on her bed.
|discarded library books|
She got to bring some home, and she picked out - and carried - a pile. A girl after my own heart. Her choices are different than mine would be, but they so did not surprise me. Let's see... snakes
|look what I got, Mom!|
... and more snakes...
|and this one!|
...and reptiles, and raptors and finally...