Lucky

My youngest was singing one of her made-up-on-the-fly kind of songs about how she was so lucky. At one point in her song, she sang that she was the only lucky person in the world ... at which point, I interrupted her to say, "But I'm lucky too."

She protested. I started walking toward her and replied, "Yes, I am. Do you know why I'm lucky?" I picked her up, hugged her, and said, "Because I have you."

In a subdued voice, she replied, "Yeah, I guess you are pretty lucky."