One day my five-year-old came running in the front door, her face beaming.
“Mom!” Kacie shouted. “I found a treasure!”
She stuck out her fist and, practically bursting at the seams with excitement, began to uncurl her fingers. I expected to see something shiny or uncommon or valuable.
It was the cap of a pen.
Some of Kacie’s other treasures include a jar of plastic spiders and a dehydrated gecko she makes me keep in a Ziploc bag on top of the refrigerator.
They say one woman’s junk is another woman’s treasure. This is particularly true when the second woman is a preschooler.
–From the book Welcome to the Funny Farm by Karen Linamen