"Mom?"
"Yes, Jacob."
"My legs are happy inside."
"What?"
"My legs. When I think about my birthday party, my legs get all happy inside."
Someone turns six soon.....
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- Mother of five. Two girls - three boys. Fully understand why some animals eat their young. Love kids dearly but am often at a loss as to how to wade the murky waters of female adolescence. I'm an American girl living in Abu Dhabi while my husband works here for a bit. This makes the teenage thing EVEN BETTER.
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I've never really thought about it before, but my legs get happy inside sometimes too.
When my birthday starts getting closer, I get happy too - but since I'm a grown-up, my whole body gets to feel happy inside:)
wow, i wish i was 6 again. actually, i'll settle for being 46, with happy legs.
What a wonderful way of describing happiness!
Come to think of it - some of my students must have "happy legs" right before they get back an essay or a test they KNOW went well! That must be why they can't quite sit still before they have the paper in their hand...
promise me that six will be better than 5.
What a great description! I love how kids think about things.
Hee! Cute.
Oh man that is cute.
That is so cool...I may have to use it.
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