Flora: Isn’t Ender just like Wilbur, Mom?
Jane: Wilbur? Like Charlotte’s Web’s Wilbur?
Jane: Um… I don’t see it. How is he like Wilbur?
Flora: Well, he’s pink. And he’s loyal. And he’s downright terrific.
And when you can say that about a two-(and-a-half)-year-old pesky brother who’s just peed in your shoes, eaten your art work, flushed your dance leotard down the toilet, and gleefully smashed your tea set with a meat mallet—that’s love.
Charlotte’s Web has been a constant companion here for months–here’s another, more serious, post about it.