Overheard while driving: Isaac: “Twust me, Eli. Tomowow is my birfday.” Wife: “Isaac, your birthday isn’t until September.” Isaac: “Is that tomowow?” Wife: “No, sweetie. It’s a lot of days away.” Isaac: “Oh.” And then later, while Eli and Isaac flop around like otters in the bathtub, periodically splashing either me or my newspaper, or …
Monthly Archives: May 2007
We’ve been adopted by a kitten. She’s a scrawny black creature who darted out of the bushes a few days ago, mewling and shivering, afraid of all of us but desperately hungry. Now we have a dish for food and water which the boys keep full. The kitten stays mostly in the thick bushes beneath …
A poem, because I’m in that kind of mood, and because if you’ve not read Louise Glück, you ought to: The Gift Lord, You may not recognize me speaking for someone else. I have a son. He is so little, so ignorant. He likes to stand at the screen door, calling oggie, oggie, entering language, …