When I Read Good Stories, I Want

Being A Mother Is Like Trying To Hold A Wolf By The Ears,” Gram Said. “if You Have Three Or Four –or More – Chickabiddies, You’re Dancing On A Hot Griddle All The Time. You Don’t Have Time To Think About Anything Else. And If You’ve Only Got One Or Two, It’s Almost Harder. You Have Room Left Over – Empty Spaces That You Think You’ve Got To Fill Up.

Each Child Brings So Much Joy And Hope Into The World, And That Is Reason Enough For Being Here. As You Grow Older, You Will Contribute Something Else To This World, And Only You Can Discover What That Is.

I Wondered About Mrs. Winterbottom And What She Meant About Living A Tiny Life. If She Didn't Like All That Baking And Cleaning And Jumping Up To Get Bottles Of Nail Polish Remover And Sewing Hems, Why Did She Do It? Why Didn't She Tell Them To Do Some Of The Things Themselves? Maybe She Was Afraid There Would Be Nothing Left For Her To Do. There Would Be No Need For Her And She Would Become Invisible And No One Would Notice.

Young Children Are Naturally So Philosophical. They Ask: 'what Is Real? What Is Truth?' They Have To Learn It; They Don't Automatically Know It. To Them, It's A Game. You Can Study This For Years In College, And Yet You Probably Asked It When You Were Four Or Five Years Old.

How Can You Love A Little Cat So Much In Such A Short Short Time?