Wednesday, August 24, 2011
It was an evening of much language-acquisition elation. Which led to this conversation:
Him: I told her I wanted the red toy! And she went and brought it to me! And handed it to me when I asked for it! And stuck her finger in the spigot when I told her to, without me even showing her how!
Me: Well, they say babies understand words a lot sooner than they start to say them.
Him: I know! It's awesome!
Me: So we should probably start watching out for those four-letter words...
Because there are some forms of language that just aren't acceptable in preschool, guys.
This has been your daily lesson in parenting. Tune in next time for more tips on how to be better parents than we are.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
One reaches a point in 100 degree weather when the sunlight just fails to revitalize. It begins sapping energy, moisture, happiness and the will to live. When it finally began to rain on Tuesday, the realization that I had clothes on the line could in no way detract from my joy in the long-awaited nourishment. In fact, since then I have been putting clothes on the line on purpose in hopes that they will be rained on.
Three days so far. Three blissful days of overcast, drizzly, cool weather. I can walk outside without feeling the need to recover afterwards. The fallen leaves from the drought now soaked with rain give the illusion of fall. It's not fall yet, but while the weather lasts I can pretend. I hope it lasts till December.
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