I want to be a four-year-old forever. Or Little Miss Syd.
You have to paint pictures or do collages all day. Then people say nice things about them, no matter what.
You have ride around bikes and be pushed on swings and go on bear hunts all day.
You get to sleep for two hours in the middle of every day.
You have your own personal hairdresser (which I would kill for and is the main point of my jealousy of Syd. I love people brushing my hair).
Seriously. How awesome would that be.
Incidentally, my dad is getting a prettiful calendar and Christmas card that I collaged for him all by myself at creche. He'll take it to work and be so very proud of his clever daughter.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
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