From a hand-written note rediscovered today, transcribed from a conversation last October during our trip to Wisconsin: Continue reading “A celestial vision”
A celestial vision
Speculations on anatomy
_Lucy, while the girls examined a turkey baster:_
bq. Rosie, don’t poke that in too far or your eyeball will slide down into your belly!
On the bonds of family
_Lucy, during a peaceful double-stroller ride:_
bq. Rosie, you can be my little sister forever.
On feminine beauty standards
_Lucy, at the breakfast table:_
bq.. “Mama, that woman in your exercise video looks kind of strange.”
“Oh, you think so? Why do you say that?”
“Her belly is flat. When I grow up, I want to have a fluffy belly, just like yours.”
Academic advisor
_Lucy, at the supper table:_
bq.. “Papa, can you do a handstand?”
“No, honey, I can’t.”
“Papa, probably you should take handstand lessons.”
Aw, shucks
_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.
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.