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Thursday, March 22, 2007

sugar baby

listening to love and theft. dil put it on this morning before he left for work. i heard it from the bedroom - it came into the last bit of dream that i had been clinging to. the dream was about summertime and there was someone in it that i haven't seen in a while. now i'm replaying the album. one of my favourites.
sylvie is sitting next to me chewing on some bananas and cheerios. she is such a little hairless monkey. she clings to me the same way the baby chimps cling on nature of things. if i had armpit hair she'd try to hang by it, i'm sure. as my dad said yesterday, "you two have certainly bonded!" that is a nice way of saying that she follows me around pulling on my pantleg and crying to be picked up, even when there are four other people in the room acting like clowns and trying her get her attention. it is just a phase - the boys did the same thing - but it is exhausting.
her favourite word is "hat". her favourite toy is a little keyboard that plays a samba beat. she loves brown bear and spot and down by the bay. she sleeps at night with raffi (her giraffe) and ellie (her heffalump). she loves to sit with the boys when they play game cube. she holds a controller. she also likes the telephone and the tv remote. she has the best smile in the world.
jake is also going through a challenging phase - i think it is called puberty. we are the same height now and he is very strong - maybe stronger than me, although i still have weight advantage of about twenty pounds. he is soooo moody. and awkward. and he breaks my heart with his angst.
sam is... sam. he is so much a gemini that it makes me a believer in astrology. i never really know what he's going to do or say next. the wind changes direction and so does sam. what do they say about the weather - if you don't like the weather, wait for five minutes and it will be different? something like that. (i'm balls at remembering catchy little sayings). anyway, what i mean is: he is violently depressed? wait five minutes and he is the happiest boy in the world.
oops, banana break is over.

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