Is my three year old daughter a genius? That question can only realistically be answered with a yes. Where does she get it? That question can only be realistically answered with a "from her mother."
My daughter wrote her first haiku today. In the car on the way to my wife's work. It is whimsical and lovely and it was my wife who realized exactly what we were hearing. She then translated it and posted on her blog. You will find it at this link. Right here. I am flush with vicarious accomplishment. If anyone wants me, I'll be at the craft table with Kit Culkin, Dina Lohan, and Joseph Jackson.
First there was a Man. Then a Woman. Then in quick succession, two cats, a confused dog beast, and two kids. I stay at home with them. I'm the Man
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