The marching years haven't diminished my capacity to err or my propensity for exageration, especially in what I write. When I go over what I write, in every iteration I find something to be removed. Resulting wisdom begs me for restraint and simplicity while flippant emotion egg me otherwise the next time, irrespective.

In that context the staggering simplicity of my 9 year old took me by surprise. This is what Kavitha wrote

My Dad

Very smart
Takes walks
Bakes chicken
Amazing writer
Likes playing sports
Excellent artist
Loves me

..Love Kavitha