I decide to pass on Little one's kitchen as she hasn't played with it in over a year. She comes back from school & starts playing with her kitchen making up stories and making me feel horrid.
As the time for them to come approaches, my heart is scared, for I imagine her getting upset about letting "her toy" go.
When they come, I ask how old is their kid and they say, "18 months. She will be so excited! "
Hearing this 5.5 yr old smiles and says, "Please send me her picture when she sees it for the first time. "
She proceeds to help the lady and me, load all the pieces of the kitchen and it's accessories into the car, picking things up as they fall out. "Don't forget this. Don't forget that. "
The lady says " I wouldn't know what I would do without you helping us. "
She beams and waves good bye and my heart grows 10 times bigger. ❤️❤️❤️
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