I went to pick up Little Z at her preschool today, and I noticed a bulletin board with crapily drawn pictures entitled, "What we're thankful for". It was mostly pictures of people, "Brian is thankful for his mommy and daddy," said one. "Michael is thankful for his new little brother."
Then I found Little Z's. It was a roughly drawn rectangle with a spike sticking out of it. The teacher had written, "Z---- is thankful for Rhino head." Yep, that's my girl, I thought.
Tonight at dinner, I told BAH about "Z---- is thankful for Rhino head." Little Z chimed in,
"I is also thankful for chickens. Rhino heads and chickens."
This makes me feel so warm and fuzzy inside. Viva la Rhino Head!