Unicorns Are Real

I brought two six-year-old girls to my office to play an alphabet game. They needed experience, and I like to pretend I am doing something. They were to match the letter with the picture of something that started with the letter. Not so easy when you are six, for it is a puzzle, and if you get it wrong, it does not fit. A-B-C-D-E-F-G They sang, loud and proud, little sing-song way It was adorable By the time they got to H they had to sing the A-B-C song Each time, so they knew what letter to find next. They were loving this. One said, “Hey! A bunny! My favorite animal!” The other one said, “A unicorn is my favorite animal.” “Are unicorns real?” I asked. “Oh, yes!” They both agreed. “A long time ago,” one added. Adorable rarely comes any more rapidly than Two six-year-old girls singing the A-B-C- song Twenty times, so they get the puzzle right. I was pleased I had thought of it!