Today on the way to school, Lucy asked me, "Mom, what's your dream?" Stunned by her question, I said, "Well, um, I guess to write a book."
"Oh, well, I AM writing a book. Except sometimes I get writer's cramp, and I don't know what to write."
"You mean writer's block?"
"Yes, but I call it writer's cramp because it hurts."
Hurts, indeed.