Yesterday, Leonor, who cleans our home among others, shared this story with me and we both had a good laugh:
When she and her sister Amparo arrive at Anne's and my 3-year-old grandson Ikaika's house to clean, he greets them.
"Hi Ladies!" His voice booms out. And then he adds: "Come with me," or "Look what I have," or "Where are my clothes?"
Leonor said, "He thinks he's a man." She and Amparo both laugh from Ikaika's greeting and they enjoy him very much.
Dick
In this Journal, I will attempt to strip away my protective veneer to view and communicate honestly what the truth is as I perceive it. My intent is to grow, for without an honest evaluation of the truth, how else can one fully absorb life's more difficult lessons and benefit by them. If I do this in secret, then I am still hiding behind a protective veneer, so it is being published online. If you find this Journal, you are welcome to read it and hopefully grow from it as well.
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