She had a cake with question marks all over it.
She did every one backwards. That's her dyslexia. It's not that bad, and not all the time, but it happens.
She also read her 2 backwards and thought it was 5 dozen cookies instead of 2 dozen.
And they all laughed at her. Teasing her. Making fun. All in good love.
But she almost cried. She felt like crying. She wanted to cry.
She started over.
Her daddy has learned to be careful. Watching his numbers and double checking all his work.
But only after eating lots of cabinets.
She will learn, too. Learn to be extra careful.
But until then -
Blubird, tell them what your mama said would happen if they ever make you cry . . .
