Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

a memory

A long-ago conversation with my grand daughter.
She was three, very close to four, sitting at the table while I set out plates and cutlery for dinner.

GD; Nanny what is this knife doing next to my plate? Near me?
Don't you know that you shouldn't put knives near small children?
Because they could play with them and cut themself or get badly hurt.

Me; and if you leave it alone, just don't touch it at all, you'll be fine.

GD; oh.