"There's just no accounting for happiness, or the way it turns up like a prodigal who comes back to the dust at your feet having squandered a fortune far away." (Jane Kenyon)

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Ruby Slippers

We came home to a package on our doorstep and there was no talking her out of opening it that very moment, especially once she found out it was from Gramma and Papa. She wasn't thrilled, at first, to discover it was a box of clothes, and then she saw the ruby slippers and the poofy dress and the soft velvet jacket and she was a happy, happy girl.

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