I point to Mom’s ring.
What’s that? I ask.
“It’s a diamond,” Mom says.
I look at the shape of it.
No, it’s not, I correct her. It’s a circle.
Posted in 3 years 1 month, logic, Talking, Year Four: 2009-2010 on June 30, 2009| Leave a Comment »
I point to Mom’s ring.
What’s that? I ask.
“It’s a diamond,” Mom says.
I look at the shape of it.
No, it’s not, I correct her. It’s a circle.
Posted in 3 years 1 month, logic, Talking, TV/DVD/movie references, Year Four: 2009-2010 on June 29, 2009| Leave a Comment »
My shows are on silver disks. They play and replay. They loop. And go on and on.
They do not stop. There are no breaks.
Unless Mom turns on the tube instead.
Then my shows stop. Just when the story gets good. And some other show comes on. One that wants to sell me something.
Where did my show go?
Mom, I yell. It’s not coming on!
It’s broken, I say.
Posted in 3 years 1 month, Four seasons, Pictures, Swimming, Year Four: 2009-2010 on June 28, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Dragons are a princess’s best friend.
When they let you climb their tails and slide down their noses. Into a pool of water.
Posted in 3 years 1 month, Dad, following directions, Pictures, Talking, Year Four: 2009-2010 on June 27, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Dad fills a balloon with water. We walk it out to the deck.
“Hold it like this,” Dad says.
I hold the balloon where it is tied in a knot. The weight of the water pulls the balloon into a long shape. I dangle it above the drive way.
“Now let go,” Dad says.
Splat!
The balloon smacks the ground below. Water sprays a spiky pattern on the pavement.
Cool trick, I think.
Let’s do it again! I shout with glee.
Posted in 3 years 1 month, Four seasons, Getting dressed, manners, Mom, Talking, Year Four: 2009-2010 on June 26, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Mom wears a dark pair of glasses to shield her eyes from the sun.
You look sharp, Mom, I say.
“Thank you,” Mom smiles.
Where are my glasses? I ask.
Mom hands me my sunglasses. I slip them on. Over the nose. Over the ears. Right side up.
Now I look sharp, too, I say.
Posted in 3 years 1 month, Eating, Four seasons, imagination, Swimming, Year Four: 2009-2010 on June 25, 2009| Leave a Comment »
I stand in a pool of water.
“You are in a pool of ice cream,” the coach says.
Well, it is cold, I think.
“Cup your hands like this,” she says. “And now scoop. Scoop the ice cream.”
The other kids and I scoop the ice cream. I scoop vanilla. Another girl scoops orange sherbet. The little boy scoops chocolate.
“Parents pick up your kids,” the coach says.
Mom holds my tummy as I lie on top of the water.
“Now kick!” the coach says. “Scoop and kick.”
I start splashing Mom with my feet. And scoop more ice cream with my hands.
Time for milk shake, I think.
Too soon the class is done. And I’m hungry.
“Let’s go home for dessert,” Mom says.
Good idea, I say.
Posted in 3 years 1 month, Dolls, imagination, Pictures, Walking, Year Four: 2009-2010 on June 24, 2009| Leave a Comment »
When you have two, you can’t take just one.
So I pack two babies into a stroller.
And go for a walk in the neighborhood.