This morning while walking the dog I saw one of the neighbor men in front of his house, getting ready to take his three-year-old daughter to school. I shouted, “Good morning,” as we do, and he smiled a little and nodded back, distracted.
I saw the little girl. I shouted, “Good morning!” to her.
She struck a pose, facing me, standing up straight, with her arms stretched out at her sides and her head held high.
Then I saw that she was wearing red tights, and a green top with triangular notches along the bottom.
“You’re an ELF!” I shouted, and she grinned broadly and nodded.
I hope your day is as happy as hers.