I'm writing this story for my nine-month old daughter (well at least at the time of this writing) Gabrielle "Gabby" Ayson. I hope to be able to read it to her when it's completed. I believe in the power of story telling for children as a catalyst for sparking their going imaginations into flights of fancy that can lead to bigger things as they grow older. I used to make up stories for my nieces and nephews when they were children, making things up as with every story-telling, and I hope to continue the tradition with my own children. I'm a jazz fan, so I love improvisation. I don't know how this story will start or end, but we'll see what happens in the end, eh?