Rose Pink is counting down the days to her birthday and moving into the youth program at church. (ten weeks left) She may have started into some of the moodiness of teenage-hood too. Last Sunday night, we were reading scriptures on the stairs (Mr. Brown was on the phone in the living room) and Rose Pink got a toy plastic ring stuck on her finger. She was trying to freak out but I kept laughing at the situation, and she eventually said to Nut Brown, in a very serious voice, "Bring me the dental floss." He replied equally seriously, "The floss or the picks?" and she said, "The floss!" So he rushes off, brings her the dental floss, and she somehow, painfully, got the ring off. So we continue with reading, and Nut Brown kind of randomly wanders off and comes back with a dental floss pick in his mouth, flossing his teeth. Rose Pink pauses mid-verse and says, "Oh, NOW you bring me the pick!" It was so funny!
Rose Pink is so mature. It is such a pleasure to spend time with her. She can be so thoughtful and very reliable, and so funny!
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