_Lucy, while checking out at Trader Joe’s today, out of the blue:_
bq. Mama, when I grow up, someday I want to be a mama just like you.
At Fountain Square
Rosie and Lucy on July 4, 2010, at Fountain Square in downtown Evanston.
Have you been watching “Diego,” by chance?
_Lucy, greeting me upon returning home from work:_
bq. ¡Hola, Papi!
I would need more help than that
_Lucy:_
bq. Papa, will you stand on your head? I will hold your glasses for you. That will help.
Twenty-one minutes
I think I’m just about ready to get into fall rituals these days. I’ve started really anticipating the baking, the sweaters, the tights, the apple picking — and still more baking. But there is one thing I’m definitely going to miss from this glorious summer: our afternoon trips to the pool. Continue reading “Twenty-one minutes”