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she will find something to play with
I am sure she is awake from her nap, my daughter said.
I ran up to get her; she is two and dazzlingly beautiful.
She is my granddaughter, Molly Mackenzie Cat.
I changed her pants and brought her downstairs.
After her snack I gave her the toy I had brought.
She was not any more interested than a light fixture.
She will find something to play with, my daughter assured me.
Molly crawled over to a shoebox and pulled out some tissue paper.
She giggled as she shook it and ripped it.
Acted like it was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen.
I marveled that something so simple can entertain a two-year-old.
Next time I will bring her a box with a couple of crackers.
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Caren Krutsinger
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