Grace's kindergarten teacher told me she thought Grace could run a small country, and we have been looking for one that needed a youthful leader ever since.  We haven't been too lucky.  Yesterday, however, when I came home from work, I realized that maybe we just need to make our own luck - as Grace did yesterday. 

There is some kind of summit going on in her room.  I can tell they must be discussing matters of great importance - look at the posture on pig - and the rapt attention the rest of his table is giving him.  And to think that I almost threw Pig away last week!