Sand in the Gears

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February 23rd, 2010 Posted in Snapshots of Life

“Isaiah,” I ask him, “what color is your balloon?”

“Green,” he says. This makes me happy, because we were beginning to think the boy is color blind.

“What color are your pants?” I ask. They are yellow.

He bends at his ample waist to look at them. He looks at me. He looks at his pants again. “Um, not green.”

It’s a start.