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Unlike my son whose thoughts revolve around biting the butter, hugging the ketchup bottle and pleading for ice cream, my daughter merely wants to know what we’re doing tomorrow.

Which was why she sat up in bed with the attention of someone playing four bingo cards, and ticked off on her fingers all the things I mentioned we had going on.  “That’s nine things,” she said, waving all but her second pinky at me.

Then her eyes changed to frisbees as she asked hesitantly, “do you think I can make a list of all the stuff we’re doing tomorrow?”

Only I leaned in her door frame another second trying to wipe the big “huh?” off my face, when she asked again. 

“Do you think that’d be okay?”

But before I could breathe, she buzzed about making little boxes by each thing on her list, and then asked if I knew why, which I did, but then let her tell me anyway.

As I backed into the hallway, leaving the electricity of list making to my six year old, I did what seemed fitting.

I welcomed another Type A to the family.


2 Responses to “When Happiness is a Check Mark in a Box”

  1. Linda H says:

    Good for Raven. It took me 25 years to get the list making thing figured out. It really does help to organize the day and it always feels like a reward when I can check off the things I have accomplished. She’s a smart little one!! Sure love that little gal.

  2. Sarah says:

    Oh Raven you are all sorts of wonderful. What are you all going to do with your very un-type-A little boy?

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