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Doors of mystery
What happened to the week? Tech week, that’s what happened to the week. Â So many things in the wide world to think and talk about, but alas. Duty called. And called. And never stopped calling.
Mama’s opening a show tonight, and what that means is that the household has not seen her all week. Only slightly exaggerating. Â Those familiar with the ways of the theater will know that tech week is like a collegiate final exams Hell Week, times a million. Â Certainly with more drama.
By now, those of us left abandoned by tech week approach it with a game, can-do attitude. For me this translates into: anything goes. Will it help pass the time? Good, we’re doing it! Might it take their mind off the vaguely un-plugged feeling that’s haunting them? Alrighty then!
PB moustache
Compare with Squash goatee, of about a year and a half ago, for a quickie blast from the past. Double his lifetime later, he’s so sophisticated now. So debonair. So — hey! Is that a stinky diaper I smell?
Gone today, here tomorrow
After dinner she tossed the teddy bear in the air over and over again, catching it maybe 50% of the time at best. Said, with a seriousness available to only a five and a half year-old, that this was her new goal: to toss the bear up as high as possible and try to catch it. Â That her dubious success rate should be anything to be aware of, much less embarassed about, is beyond her ken.
I should also note that this goal sits side-by-side with the goal of reading thirty chapter books before the end of the summer, and mastering the proper deployment of the term “infernal.” I might be exaggerating a bit about the number of chapter books she’s looking to polish off this summer.
This mind-boggling juxtaposition is surely one most precious jewels of childhood.
Share/keep
This note is a list of items the girlchild and her brother recently decided they’d share, alongside a list of items they wanted to keep as their own, exclusively. Shareable (and I’ll rewrite into ordinary spelling):
- • doll
- • pony
- • ??
- • books
- • elephant
- • cowboy hat
- • headband
- •  cloth crown (an incredible birthday gift handmade by the mother of the girl child’s future husband, should a husband she prefer, not that either child knows about the whole arranged nuptials thing)
- • ??
- • flash light
- • fire hat
- • The Secret Garden
- • ??
- • top
- • Flat Stanley
To keep exclusive:
- • zip
This list didn’t burst fully-formed out of the head of Zeus though.
A morning with DadDad
Better for the moment not to intersperse these with words — which per usual I have more than enough of, though per usual often not enough time to share ‘em. The story that’s there is right fine and true. [Ed note #1: You could of course roll over the pictures for wee captions, though. You know, if you wanted. Don't have to.]
Punkin? It’s Copenhagen calling.
Text as written:
IF YOU WONT TO YOU CAN GO TO A CLUB WE OR HVEN TO NIT/ THE CLUB IS NOW THIS CLUB IS ABOWT CHAGEEN THE THIINGS THAT MAC PEEPOS LIVS HRD CIDS ONLY
Text, translated & punctuated:
If you want to, you can go to a club we are having tonight. The club is now. This club is about changing the things that make people’s lives hard. Kids only.
Utterly unprompted, needless to say.
I overheard their first round of brainstorms, which entailed the suggestion that people not drive three days a week, in an attempt to “help save the planet.” Monday, Wednesday, and Friday were proposed, which seems quite practical. I’m gonna have to concentrate grocery runs on Tuesdays or Thursdays, of course, ’til they finish constructing that Trader Joe’s a sweet little bike ride from here. Â Also, I’m going to have to wake up a HAIR earlier on M, W, and F if I’m going to get her and her carpool neighbor chum to school by 8am. In the behind-the-bike chariot. What with me and my hamburgeriness and us being juuuuust close enough to miss out on the bus service.
Not thrilled that help save the planet is already part of her natural, everyday vocabulary. Even if the challenge to do so is on my mind daily. Am thrilled, however, that we have a mind and a will like hers on the job.
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