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Alex just came into the room, announced that she was a witch, mounted herself on a child-sized broom, and pranced away.
Then she came back in. "I flew to Earth to get some of its energy," she informed me. "Now it's in my space broom. I'm going to Jupiter now!"
On her next trip through, she was holding some big pink pipe cleaners. "I went to the moon," she said. "I brought some more gravity."
Three-year-olds can be a trial, but you know what? They can also be AWESOME.
Then she came back in. "I flew to Earth to get some of its energy," she informed me. "Now it's in my space broom. I'm going to Jupiter now!"
On her next trip through, she was holding some big pink pipe cleaners. "I went to the moon," she said. "I brought some more gravity."
Three-year-olds can be a trial, but you know what? They can also be AWESOME.