Lily approaches me at my computer.
Lily: I'm making bread (toast) so you need to be quiet.
Me: Why do I need to be quiet?
Lily: Because I have to get my plate!
Lily runs away.
I have three children: Ryan (12), Ethan (9) and Lily (6). One is autistic, one gifted and one adopted. This is a record of some of the amazing things they say and do. I try to stop and look around at least once a day.