"At least this is a good way to get Phinnaeus to wash his feet..." and off she bounded again back into the pool. I laughed. Marigold looks up to her big brother, much to his chagrin at times. The other night after his band concert was finished, Marigold jumped out of her chair and said, "I'm going to find Phinnaeus!" and off she went in search of her brother. There is only three years difference in their ages, and I hope they will be friends their whole lives. I think it's very important.
Marigold has dark, poker-straight hair, unlike everyone else in the family, and she's very athletic. She also loves math and she's good at it. My goodness, I have no idea where that talent came from -- certainly not from me.
I rarely -- if ever -- see Marigold in a bad mood. She's even tempered, and she's a very nice person. She has a good centre. One sometimes wonders where these little people come from, how their souls are created -- they are all so unique, and Marigold is definitely unique. I believe Marigold will make her mark on the world one day. She belongs to that generation of women who can do anything they want to do with their lives, unimpeded. The sky's the limit.
Happy Easter, everyone, and Happy Birthday to Marigold...!