By Cecilia Rogers
New starts can be tricky at any age…
“It’s not what it looks like,” she said.
“It’s a cage—I hate it.”
“No, it isn’t a cage; it’s better here than it was there.”
“I LIKED it there! Why did we have to leave?”
“It was cramped. Here we have room, room to grow.”
“I don’t care! I wahhhnnnaagoooobaaaaaccckkkkk!!!!!”
“Oh don’t cry,” she wailed, “she’ll come soon!”
Which she did, summoned by the cries. One by one, each was lifted from the crib. Soothing sounds were heard, and their plaints gradually subsided to soft nuzzling.
“My darlings,” she whispered, “you are the best Christmas gift I’ll ever have.”
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