I was at work the other day when the younger brother of the girl I do therapy with approached me as I was preparing to leave.
"Hello Beth!"
"Hi there! How are you?"
"Oh, I'm just great. I have a surprise for you!"
"Oh, really? What is it?"
"Well I can't tell you. Or else it wouldn't be a surprise."
"That makes sense."
"But I'll give you a hint! It's something that you can put in the book that you're reading so it will hold your place so you can shut your book... Then the next time you open it, you'll know what page you were on!"
"A bookmark?"
"No. Hold on, I'll go get it."
He runs into the kitchen and returns in a moment, holding a paper star and a paper rectangle covered in bright paints and glitter with ribbons tied to the top.
"See? The star is an ornament, because it's tied as a loop on the top. You hang it on your christmas tree. And this one is a bookmark!!"
"Thank you, I love it! But didn't I guess bookmark?"
"And I painted it myself! And I used the glitter! And it's for you! Merry christmas!!"
He's three years old. So ridiculously cute.
I love kids.
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