Thoughts of a Four Year Old
Earlier today, my youngest came up to me and asked me,”Mom, are you a damsel?” I wonder why he wanted to know? Perhaps he thought I was in distress?

Later, we were leaving and he noticed some workmen were down in the manhole by our house. He turned excitedly to me and earnestly said, “Ooooo, I hope that they can pull a crocodile out of there!!”

I suppose that everything is possible in his world. Though, I know that it is more likely for a crocodile to be in the manhole than it is for me to be a damsel. My damsel days are over, unfortunately, my days of distress are not.

Such is life.