My daughter, who is our middle child, is named Grace. Grace has a brilliant imagination. From the time she was two she has made up her own stories, and now, at ten, she is slowly working on her own little novel. Her idea, a story about a little girl who is chosen to one day become a fairy godmother, blew my socks off when she first explained it to me. It seems quite original (insofar as anything is original these days) and more complicated than I would have credited to an author who is only one decade old.
Daughters are so cool.
— david j.