I am three. Three years old. Um, I have an itsy-bitsy problem. Here let me show you. I dropped my blocks in here, Momma. In that big white bowl you like to sit on. You know, the one that gets swirly inside when you jiggle the lever! You found them! One, two, three, four—five! I’ve been practicing counting to five just like you have been teaching me. Wow, Momma! You can count to ten! Do it again! Do it again! One, two, three, four—five! I’m so glad I’m alive!
-a.m.opdahl
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