That is what Maggie looked like last night after falling asleep. She is so beautiful in my eyes. Those eye-lashes and those eye-brows! A girl like Maggie needs good, strong eye-brows to announce to the world her intent and strength. That rose of a mouth. Her darling little nose. She is, like so many children, complete angels when they sleep.
She was pretty much an angel the entire time she was here. I asked her this morning when I was taking her to dance if she'd had a good time.
"I was so happy that I kept smiling all the time I was at your house," she said.
"And that makes ME so happy," I told her.
She loved her dinner last night. We sat and ate and chatted and she found four fish bones which in this house translates to earning a dollar. Mr. Moon has long had a policy in which if anyone finds a fishbone they get a quarter. He prides himself on cleaning fish well but somehow this piece of Maggie's didn't quite get the attention the rest of the fish did. And of course she did not forget those bones and Mr. Moon gave her a crisp dollar bill this morning. She pointed out to me that our first president is on the one-dollar bill and she was under the impression that a two-dollar bill would have the second president on it and so forth. I said that this wasn't how it worked but it sounded like a good system to me.
One of the things I truly love and admire about Maggie is her imaginary play. She can and will create an entire scenario just walking across the yard and when she plays with dolls it's an entire world. This morning she played with some of the dolls on my vanity and even asked for a chair so that she could sit down to play more comfortably. I asked if she'd like a pillow so that she could be taller.
"Yes, please," she said. She has such good manners.
I could only agree.