To my beloved sister.
She is awesome.
She is strong.
She is joy.
Happy Birthday!
Because I might as well be a queen of something.
A couple of days ago, the girls, as usual, had gone up to Miss M’s room after lunch. They miss each other after M has been at school all morning so I just let them be. At some point M usually calls for me to get Little C out of her room so that she (M) can have some “alone time.” In other words, M has grown tired of little sister touching her stuff.
[Dictated to AEK by Miss M, age 6]
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