YOLO
I saw a guy with a tee shirt that said YOLO in big yellow letters and on the back – You Only Live Once. So my dear readers, that is the motto this Friday – not TGIF, but live a worthy life.
Today was Tin’s teacher meeting and I learned that our little boy is a master builder, never duplicates any of his complex designs and loathes anyone to mess with it. He’s a little bossy and likes his role as the older boy in the nursery and enjoys telling others what to do. He has a memory like a steel trap and can recite any finger puppet or circle song with only hearing it once. He does not know a stranger. He always has plans. He comes to the nursery every day and goes directly to what he wants to do – build, play train, be a marching band, run, jump. He’s his own man.
I then went to see E and I talked about me – I’m loathe to have anyone mess with my plans. I can be a little bossy when I don’t get my way. I remember everything when I should be forgetting some of it. And I don’t know a stranger.
Later this afternoon, Tin and I were coming home from the cobbler and we both saw a tall man at the streetcar stop fall over and begin convulsing on the ground – a woman jumped off the streetcar and ran to him, a man ran across the intersection cell phone to his ear dialing I would imagine 911 and both Tin and I watched from the car, alarmed, concerned, and holding hands (mine reached to the back).
YOLO Baby – go out there and live it.