hiiii!!! says A to the truck driver.
i wonder how many kids he sees on his route, J2 says.
i simply wonder.
hiiii!!! says A to the truck driver.
i wonder how many kids he sees on his route, J2 says.
i simply wonder.
the cognitive revolution. imagined realities.
objective subjective and inter-subjective constructs.
the global empire.
sweeping and fascinating. also deliberately provocative.
amongst the morass of gibberish that A continually sprouts are a few choice pearls of clear communication:
adult: A, can you do this please?
A: NO (clear grammatical emphatic and prompt)
also,
A: hi!! (with full command of the diphthong so it comes out as haaiiiiii!!)
A: bye!!
the rest is everyone's best guess, J2 not unexpectedly being the most accurate guesser.
fresh from a series of china visits, here are some thoughts:
what gift of grace is Jesus, my redeemer
there is no more for heaven now to give
he is my joy, my righteousness and freedom
my steadfast love, my deep and boundless peace
grateful and glad yet amazed and bemused to sing this. to be able to sing this.
here is a solar-battery-heated swimming pool for sale in costco. in addition to rather good wines at pretty decent prices that all-time-winner rotisserie chicken and food samples to gladden a hungry shopper's heart. not to mention jewelry prescription refills and books.
you have elon musk and co. and their ai shenanigans doing iconoclast acts but costco was there before them all.
i read this in refuge from this.
as hoped, it is sweet decent well-paced and leaves me with a warm fuzzy feeling for family and other awkward people.
also, it is remarkably easy to read and witty to boot.
early morning walk in the nippy air and then emerging gladly from the shade into the warm embrace of sunshine even though back east we are trained from childhood to avoid the sun.
there are few more ineffable pleasures.
two lovely reminders of earlier phases in my life, courtesy of the clovis antique malls:
this is A's day, running on repeat:
accompanied by a running commentary in gibberish punctuated by tantrums.
we get to return the baby when she is soiled upset hungry or unhappy
we have to learn a whole new toddler language
she gets new targets to twist around her little finger
we are assigned new roles in life
pretty awesome privilege
little A has us neatly classified.
she sees me and says, read!
she sees HOM and says, cashews!
my boots from the online used goods circuit, purchased for a price i am embarrassed to repeat. intact waterproof and good lookin'.
there is asia with your lower cost of living and affordable almost-everything and then there is the thrift culture in the states which, if you couple with deal-of-the-day specials, can net you some unbelievable catches. girl ain't complainin'.
so here we are at Ji and J2's and the focus emphatically switches from adult cares work weights various bypassing irritants and mature food options to elementary readers crumbs on every surface cheese slices and diapers. i vaguely remember i have another life somewhere else.
in other news, the cost of living here is stratospheric.