Is the smile that is fixed on the resiliently blithe beak of a duck.
Mischievous, is the little boy who pillages daddy's tool box.
(I am not going to admit how many random nuts and bolts he's brought me,... from where I don't have a clue.)
Indignant, is the little girl who did not believe a mama might splash her back after she dumps a bucket of water down my back.
Somedays, a hatchling seems to grow up just a little quicker. Proud, is this little girl, who did the front crawl for about ten metres straight this morning.
Hard working, is he, the goat I hoped would eat down the front lawn... but has instead munched through a large flower bush.
Thankful, am I, for all of them and more. Much more.