But Faith, if I told her that her heavenly gingersnaps would not be made of molasses and flour, would have a cry, for fear that she was not going to have any gingersnaps at all—so, until she is older, I give her unqualified gingersnaps. The principal joy of a child's life consists in eating. Faith begins, as soon as the light wanes, to dream of that gumdrop which she is to have at bedtime.
27 October 2026
I give her unqualified gingersnaps?
Posted by Luisa Rodrigues Luisa Rodrigues at 10:41
Labels: Conundrums, Our Loved Ones in Heaven, The Wisdom Library
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