Be sure to pan down to the new post about butterflies below. It took me a long time to write, and apparantly is dated the day it was started.
I’ve just completed a week working from San fran, and am relaxing in the park with a few hours to spend before going off to thw airport.
The other evening, Gavin was riding his tricycle along the sidewalk with grandma. I drove by, coming home from work, and he exclaimed “daddy car! Daddy car!”
As I parked, he found a well preserved butterfly who had met an unfortunate end. Quickly preventing him from carrying it home in the pocket of his jeans, grandma had him store the treasure in the tricycle’s little bin.
At dinner, he mentioned the butterfly a few times. Then, realizing the butterfly’s state, he said, “Me kill butterfly?” Thinking that he is a bit young for getting much out of a talk on death, we quickly tried to distract him by telling him that something else had caused the insect’s demise,and said that it might have been hit by a passing car.
He thought carefully for a moment, a small frown of concentration on his face, then said, “dada kill butterfly?”
Double Yum. Fortunately Daddy shared with me. We had a pretty good time at the Ohio State Fair.
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(video Linked above)
This is a test of posting from exotic locations such as wherever I happen to be with a cell phone. As usual, right now I am at work.
Please let me know if there are any problems. I have found that all categories for past posts are gone. Unfortunate, but I never used them anyway.
K.
So please be patient…. We might be be down occasionally for the next day or so.
K.