Last Friday I received this in the mail.
If you can’t tell, it is a princess sticker. Given to me for my valor and bravery in the harrowing halls of the doctor’s office. I felt SO embarrassed when I opened the envelope and saw what it was. As you all know, I complained bitterly (for an entire paragraph!) about not receiving such a sticker after my recent visit to the doctor’s office for a tetanus shot. Never did it occur to me that the kind-hearted souls at Cary Healthcare Associates (?) would actually take the time to post the above sticker to me. Alas, I did nothing but sit and feel sorry for my poor, wounded, sticker-less self. Now, however, the world is a little less lonesome, the grass is a bit greener, and the pink wall of my room is that much pinker.
Thank you Doctor Gilmore!!!!
Dear Princess Patient: Your nurse, Lisa, felt badly she missed giving the sticker as a princess should receive after such a traumatic experience. She was relieved and excited about remedying the unfortunate situation by mailing the reward to your castle. So please accept the humble sticker offering with your usual kindness, graciousness and largeness of heart for our lack. We are deeply sorry but hope to make all princesses happy in every way. Your servant, yg
Hahaha, love it!!
That is fantastic. Utterly fantastic! [smile]
~Luke
Sometimes a bit of complaining is all it takes.
That is so funny!
Lynn
When you read “Outliers,” there is a chapter that touches on how children who have been taught to speak for themselves do better in life. You have proven that to be true
It is interesting you say that Youngin. We had a very interesting discussion about that very topic the other day after having a nice young couple over for dinner. It was about how much teenagers should talk in a group of adults. We thought the kids did great. They thought they might have talked too much.