"Mommy," came the daily inquiry, "can I go visit Big Dave?"
4-year-old Willa is smitten with our neighbour (and landlord) Dave. Thankfully, Dave is just as thrilled by her visits as she is! They have popcorn parties -- inside when the weather is poor and outside as soon as the spring sun warms the side porch -- and cuddle in his big chair to watch her favourite TV programs. This day, however, I knew was not a good day for Dave.
"I'm sorry, Willa, but you can't go today. Remember, Dave has a bad cold."
"Oh, ya. I bemember, 'cuz I had it in my head."
"You did?"
"Ya, Big Dave gived it to me."
"He gave you the cold?" I inquired, not recalling any sniffles or coughing of late in our house.
"No, the think. He told me he was sick and he put the think right in my head."
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Kathleen Gunther
Editor, ContestHound.com
