In the tiny part of the world where life is always good.

I was preparing a cute game for math today, but wanted to try it with someone first to see if they could do it. The kids were working in their journals, and I whispered to Francis who was conveniently at my table.

“Psst! Francis! Can you take a break from journal writing? I need you to be my guinea pig!”



She smiled and said “Sure!” She closed her journal and looked at me.



I handed her the dice, paper and markers and started to explain the game when she interrupted me.



“Wait, Mrs. Smythe,” she said dramatically, “I don’t really WANT to be a guinea pig. Can I just be a unicorn instead?”




(Pause while I laugh out loud again.)




“You bet.” I said.



 And so we played “Unicorns toss the dice and decorate muffins.”







And it was splendid.