God has blessed our family with at least one eternal optimist - our five year old. True to form, she was a sweet ray of sunshine, as our ever-lengthening trip to Florida tried to dampen even the best of our optimistic intentions.
On one stop at a particularly dismal public restroom, I tried not to gag as I saw the tell-tale bright pink germ-slime lining the rim of the potty.
Our five-year-old saw it, too.
"Pretty!" she said. "It looks like lipstick!"
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My son is 5! I love 5 year olds!
Children are wonderful......they make us smile when we are sad, upset or disgusted.......5 is such a great age.
jen
OH - That is too cute. I can just imagine the change in your facial expression after she said that, realizing that she was finding only good in this situation.
So sweet - don't you just love them girls!!
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