 My name is Kaycee. I am six years old. I like to play with my Barbies, color, read books with Mommy and Daddy, do puzzles, and go to church. I am in 1st grade. I am learning how to write my letters in cursive and how to make the sounds of letters. I am also learning lots of Bible verses. I am learning Luke 2, right now.   Here are some sites to get some pages to color and play some games. Kids Quest Nick Junior Juniornet Funschool Kids Page Family.com  Little girls are the nicest things that can happen to people. They are born with a little bit of angelshine about them and though it wears thin sometimes, there is always enough left to lasso your heart - even when they are sitting in the mud, or kicking on the front door, or parading up the street in your best clothes. A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot. God borrows from many animals to make a little girl. He uses the song of a bird, the squeal of a pig, the stubborness of a mule, the antics of a monkey, the spryness of a grasshopper, the curiosity of a cat, the speed of a gazelle, the slyness of a fox, the softness of a kitten, and to top it all off He adds the mysterious mind of a woman. She is loudest when you are thinking, the prettiest when she has provoked you, the busiest at bedtime, the quietest when you want to show her off, and the most flirtatous when she absolutely must not get the best of you again. Who else can cause you more grief, joy, irritation, satisfaction, embarrassment, and genuine delight than this combination of Eve, Salome, and Florence Nightingale? She can muss up your home, your hair, and your dignity - spend your money, your time, and your temper - then just when your patience is ready to crack, her sunshine peeks through and you've lost again. Yes, she is a nerve-racking nuisance, just a noisy bundle of mischief. But when your dreams tumble down and the world is a mess - when it seems you are pretty much of a fool after all, she can make you a king when she climbs on your knee and whispers, "I love you best of all!"  
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