More randomnesses of life
Jun. 4th, 2003 06:54 pmYup, Justin's losing his nap. Oh god. I keep reminding myself that as hard as I fought to keep Daniel napping at this age, when I finally threw in the towel... it worked out pretty good.
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"I don't believe in luck," says Daniel the other day.
"No?" I ask.
"No. I stepped on cracks a thousand times, and you never broke your back."
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Reading Passages by Connie Willis. OMG this is why I fell in love with her: (emerg room doctor talking to her friend) "No, I don't know [Dr. Wright]. He could be an intern - we get so many that I don't bother to learn their names any more. I just call them 'Stop that!' and 'What do you think you're doing?'"
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"So who's your daddy?" Daniel asks.
"Grandpa Jaime. You met him when you were a baby, but Justin never has."
"And he's not married to Luli?" [my mother]
"No. He was when I was little, but now he's not."
"But he's still your daddy?"
"Yup. Once you're somebody's parent, you're their parent for life."
"Unless they get adopted."
"Well, yeah."
"But I bet there's still a place in their heart for you."
"What?"
"Like that song. 'There's none more Scots than the Scots abroad, there's a place in our hearts for the old sod'," he sings [Spirit of the West, BTW]. "I bet it's like that for adopted kids. There's still a place in their hearts for their first Mama or Daddy, even after they're adopted."
"Uh... yeah..."
Holy shit, he's six.
I feel like how I felt the day I told him about Jean Valjean from Les Miserables, and he told me that he was a lot like Aladdin. And proceded to explain exactly how. He'll never have a problem with "compare and contrast" essay questions in college.
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"I don't believe in luck," says Daniel the other day.
"No?" I ask.
"No. I stepped on cracks a thousand times, and you never broke your back."
***
Reading Passages by Connie Willis. OMG this is why I fell in love with her: (emerg room doctor talking to her friend) "No, I don't know [Dr. Wright]. He could be an intern - we get so many that I don't bother to learn their names any more. I just call them 'Stop that!' and 'What do you think you're doing?'"
***
"So who's your daddy?" Daniel asks.
"Grandpa Jaime. You met him when you were a baby, but Justin never has."
"And he's not married to Luli?" [my mother]
"No. He was when I was little, but now he's not."
"But he's still your daddy?"
"Yup. Once you're somebody's parent, you're their parent for life."
"Unless they get adopted."
"Well, yeah."
"But I bet there's still a place in their heart for you."
"What?"
"Like that song. 'There's none more Scots than the Scots abroad, there's a place in our hearts for the old sod'," he sings [Spirit of the West, BTW]. "I bet it's like that for adopted kids. There's still a place in their hearts for their first Mama or Daddy, even after they're adopted."
"Uh... yeah..."
Holy shit, he's six.
I feel like how I felt the day I told him about Jean Valjean from Les Miserables, and he told me that he was a lot like Aladdin. And proceded to explain exactly how. He'll never have a problem with "compare and contrast" essay questions in college.
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Date: 2003-06-04 04:18 pm (UTC)Then again, if it's brilliant but just awful subject matter... I read Doomsday Book, in which everyone dies, and loved it. Do recall you're talking to Angst-Girl here - no subject too grim, whether I'm reading or writing ;)
Hope it doesn't turn to craptasm, though. That would suck.
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Date: 2003-06-04 08:48 pm (UTC)Passage is brilliant. It really, really is. It's just...hard to take.