For my petite darling

Darling  Roo I made up a story, now sit witH maman, are you ready?

The world we live in is quite big it’s true but it’s also filled with things old and anew. Like… rabbits with burrows, toy makers et squirrels, lakes with gators, a mouse from an island, a Parisian tale, oh I wonder of the monkeys that chased your dad over a rail!
… and well he did wail!

“Oh no  maman!”

Well there are people of all kinds and colors,  and there are children with all kinds of differences, some may walk some may not. Some may talk, some may run. Some are different sort of like you, you see. There are many people that won’t understand you for you, oh oui?

“I See maman!”

But if you look carefully right here on this map you’ll see that we are right here, see?
It’s not Long Island, oh no, not near, but when you feel nostalgic I’ll sing you a song.
I’ll wipe your tear.
I’ll play you the sound of waves.
I’ll draw you pictures.
I’ll bake you a cake.

I will even bring you sand from the Hamptons to put on your toes. But never on your nose ( I giggle).
I promise, I promise, that home my darling is where the heart is. Oh oui?

“Oui maman. Oui. But can I have ice cream?”

You can , you will, I’ll give you a scoop but promise  made me darling, that you will say beaucoup?

BEAUCOUP. 

“I RoO promise you maman, I promise you too, I promise to love as you are. Even though the world is filled with so many  differences. And most won’t get you and like you for you. 
I love you it’s true, from A to Z.

Now ice CREAM oh please, maman give it to R00!”

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J’adore toi.

Your writer,

RS