When Kathryn was about 3 years old, I needed to go to Michael's for craft supplies. I told her where we were going and when we walked into the store, she stopped and innocently asked, "Mommy, where's Michael?" Admittedly, it took me a moment to figure out what she was talking about and I can remember the smile spreading across my face as understanding dawned and my gentle explanation. To this day, her question is my first association with Michael's as I fondly recall my little girl pondering the whereabouts of her new playmate.
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