February 2009
4 posts
Hey there neighbor!
Last night I arrive home sometime around 230, parallel park my car a few houses down the block, get out and begin my journey to leftover Indian food in the refrigerator. What I didn’t expect was for some lady, who had also just parked her car, to get out and start attacking me with questions and insults. Apparently one day I parked in front of her “driveway” — this...
This afternoon, like all other afternoons, I rocked James and sang to him as he drank his bottle and got ready for his nap. Except this afternoon, unlike any other afternoon, we only got halfway through our standard repetoire of lullabies. I had just finised ‘Swing Low, Sweet Chariot’ when Miles looked up at me and said, crystal clearly, “Take. my. nap.”
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Nanny Uggee
When asked if Nanny is ugly or pretty, James unwaveringly responds that I am, in fact, ugly. Actually it’s more like ‘ugg-ee,’ but I get the hint. I’ve even tried posing the question several different ways: switching the order of ugly and pretty, omitting the word ugly alltogether, etc. My hope was that he was just responding with the freshest word in his head, so if I...