In Morgan's class last week, they measured all of the kiddos with apples. Morgan was 9 apples tall. The teacher made a chart and hung it up for everyone to see. It listed each student's name, and how many apples tall they were. I noticed everyone was at least 1 apple taller than my Morgie. I picked her up, and said, "Wow, I heard you're 9 apples tall!" She smiled her gigantic face-breaking, dimple-cheeked smile, and said, "Yep, I'm the smallest one."
I've always loved the runts of the litter.
2 comments:
so sad that so much time has slipped away....I'm sorry
That's too sweet. Miss those little apples! - Rhaquel
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