Are Seven

The cleverness of biology (or God, whichever you prefer) is hard to miss when hanging out with little kids.  At an age when people are at their most difficult is also when they’re at their cutest, meaning it’s a lot easier to stand the temper-stoking aggravation when it’s tempered with things that make you go “awwww”.

A few minutes ago, my two-year-old nephew headed down our beach house’s deck walk in spite of all of us yelling, “No!”, then gave us a really cute scampish look before heading down the stairs to the beach.  I almost wanted to let him go, he looked so cute.  Then, as I caught him and picked him up as he was halfway to the water and started carrying him back to the house, he broke into “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”.  Come on.  How can you be annoyed?

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