Happy Birthday me!

The sun even came out! I had a lovely walk to the post office and my lunch was interrupted twice, first for a call from Mary and then by a package from Sarah. Then I had a most lovely nap. Now I'm a little behind, but I wanted to share a random thought from my walk.

Why don't more children's stories have fish in them? It would be so satisfying to re-write the ugly duckling story into one in which the ugly fish finds out he's not a goldfish after all, he's a beautiful tiger Oscar, and not only does he now have a family, but he's also big enough to turn around and eat the goldfish who were making fun of him when he was little.


children's stories should be about real life, you know? ;)

thinking happy thoughts out to everyone,

--Anne