The magnifying glass.

The other day the girls and I were at the root-of-all-evil (WalMart) when Terrance happened to notice on the white tile floor a very little clear plastic thingy (how she saw it is beyond me) that happened to be (as she pointed out) in the shape of a magnifying glass. She carried it around the whole store and brought it home with her and as I was standing in the kitchen she came up to me and very seriously said, “Mom, if you need to take a closer look at something you can use my magnifying glass.”

Two seconds later she turned around to run into the living room, magnifying glass in hand, and as she flailed her arms wildly the magnifying glass was flung into the heating vent to then be lost forever. *sigh* Later that day we made a new magnifying glass out of a a piece of thin plastic cut into a circle and a tongue depressor. She of course offered it to me: “Mom, if you need to take a closer look at something you can use my magnifying glass.”

I love her.