Practice Makes Perfect

Conversations With My Daughter — Jilly Nines

“Daddy?”

“Yes, Jilly?”

“Last night I thought I heard someone trying to get into the house through the chimney.”

“Oh dear, I guess you were having a bad dream, honey.”

“I don’t think so daddy. Couldn’t it have been Santa?”

“It’s only November, Jilly. Christmas isn’t for another month and a half.”

“Well, couldn’t Santa have been practicing?”


Additional Conversations With My Daughter — Jilly Nines, are published on Medium, here, in Tasting Ants.