What I’d like to remember from this slog of a day: watching Annie discover and explore Russian nesting dolls for the first time. Talking to herself: wow, that is so cool!
Asides
sharing is caring
Just watched Annie lick melted popsicle off Paul’s chin.
Annie’s story
Now she’s telling stories. Here’s one:
“Once upon a time, Paul pooped on a tow truck, and he had to go to the doctor. That’s the end.”
reality, by Annie
Overheard, from the stroller:
Paul: Annie, is [mumble] in real life?
Annie: Yeah.
Paul: Is [mumble] in real life?
Annie: Yeah.
Is [mumble] in real life? Yeah. Is [mumble] in real life!? Yeah. Is [mumble] in real life!?! Yeah.
so I can remember
Annie to me: When I grow up I’m going to move away from my family just like you moved away from yours.
But I’ll still visit you, and take pictures of you so I can remember what you looked like when you were alive.
Ocot trees
Paul has us battling the squirrels every morning for the loquats on our backyard neighbors’ tree. He calls them “ocots,” and it’s adorable.