November 5

I was all set to use a picture of tonight's moon, which is absolutely stunning. But then I read the creative writing piece Abby wrote as part of her homework this afternoon and I changed my mind.

I love this. I especially love the very last line; it's just such a perfect descriptor, born of the good stuff that is childhood innocence and idealism.

But what I love most of all is that it made me smile and think Aha! Proof that she's really and truly mine. Of course she's mine. I'm exaggerating. But writing is one of my passions, and she often tells me how much she dislikes writing her own stories. So seeing her put pencil to paper and create a vivid little vignette... well, that's a blessing to me.