Remember this
I was just speaking to someone who said she remembered me from ten years ago – very interesting – a decade ago I was doing the same type of calls and looking to have the same interviews. Some things don’t change.
Meanwhile, another person called and was saying that I should write down all the cute things that Tin does because I’ll forget when we’re older – so okay, list of cute:
Yesterday, butt naked after having been out on the bayou playing with his neighbor and great love Mignon/Minnie/Minnow – he danced around the living room with a blade of grass playing it like a trumpet.
The other night he called me into his room because the moon on his twilight turtle had gotten obscured by the ceiling fan.
He is the big boy at nursery now and he takes care of the littlest one there – Victoria – and is always concerned about her.
I got a new wireless keyboard and he asked if he could have my old one and so he sits on the bed and types away using the tape measure as a mouse and says, “Look, I’m working!”
He has asked for Heidi to sleep in his room with him. He really has a bond with her.
He is obsessed with trains, planes and all vehicles and every night when I tell him a bedtime story in bed he dictates who the character will be but mostly the vehicle is a train they are on. Last night he rode a grey pony to the West Coast and hopped on a train back to New Orleans and we met him at the train station with balloons.
He wants to share everything that is ours and nothing that his. “You’re not sharing,” he tells me when I won’t let him backwash into my water.