A poem by my 8 year-old daughter.

So long...
Sleeping in
I always dream, I always win
Hello...
Halloween
You always make me scream
So long...
Going camping
It's always so enchanting
Hello...
Fall fest
Your colors are the best
So long...
Lovely sun
You always make it fun to run
Hello...
Watching leaves
Fall off all the trees

A short conversation with an outgoing individual.

My daughter and a friend are sitting playing a video game when the friend asks, "Do you know what outgoing means?"

She replied, "Yeah. When you go out shopping a lot."

"No, it means you get a lot of boyfriends." her friend answered.

This was followed by a moment of silence.

Pearls of wisdom.

One morning while sitting for breakfast our daughter said, "You can't pick out a wedgie if you're sitting on it."

Oh how true that is! She is wise beyond her years.

For What It's Worth...

This morning my daughter asked me, "Do you know where our dreams are kept?"

"They're in our eyelids. When you close your eyes, there they are.", she said.

I replied, "What if you don't like the dream you're having?"

She answered, "Just open your eyes."