The lawyerly approach:
R was crying because his father was trying to put his swim shorts on.
Piscina (pool) is dirty!!
Very matter of fact, his father replied:
-We are not going to our own piscina R. We're going to someone else's piscina. That piscina is clean. Always remember to get your facts straight straight before you decide to cry janum.
I heard a pause, one last sniff, then R said - Ok Babi. And just like that, The kid stopped crying.
Note to self: Remember to confound the kid with logic next time. It works!
The reasonable approach:
R was upset because one section of his scrambled egg looked like a crocodile.
Mami take it away!
It's a crocodile. It eat me!!
Very matter of factly, I replied:
-It is not a crocodile R, it is a bit of scrambled egg. Now eat the egg because eggs do not eat you. It is YOU who eats the EGG. Always remember to look twice before you start saying eggs are crocodiles janum.
R paused, looked at his egg again, screamed, then started crying in earnest.
Truth to self: It actually did look like a crocodile. Gotta hand it to the kid. He's got sharp eyes.
Question for Babi: How come the trick never works when I try it?
On the return of normalcy...
Our electricity came back last Wednesday evening. It was the 12th day since Ike had passed through Houston. We jumped around like crazies before our dignity overcame us.
I swore right then and there that I would never take my electricity for granted ever again but, it is only one week later and I already have.
Note to self: Some promises are easier kept when not made.
On Choices to be made...
So, Sarah Palin... Madre de Dios y todo los Santos! A qué está llegando este mundo que una mujer tal puede aspirar a la Vice-Presidencia de este país? Translation: Should the lady and her partner win, I'll move to up Svalbard and brave the polar bears.
Note to self: It will be better to freeze with the seeds than see another Bush-like term.
Note to self 2: There might be dissenting commenters. Let their comments stand (unless impolite or incoherent). I believe in the democratic values of my blog.
Granted, for it being a landmark moment in my self-blogging history, this is not much of a post. More of a mashup really but, I'd only just begun to recover from the ordeal of everything Ike related when my little boy fell ill. It has been a hard three weeks here in Houston land.
Note to self: Remember to not whine. It is unbecoming.
Tell me you don't wish you could do this...
Note to self: Walk away from the yo-yo Milena. You'll only break something...
Something hauntingly lovely for you to listen to:
Philip Glass Metamorphosis #2 performed by Branca Parlic
Question: In what award winning movie what this composition by Glass used? A gift for whomever names the film first as a commemoration of my blog anniversary.
Image poetry. Days with my father by Phillip Toledano.
Worth a look. It is quite moving and very beautiful. Listen to the Glass piece as you look at the images.
If there is a soul, it is a mistake to believe that it is given to us fully created. It is created here, throughout a whole life. And living is nothing else but that long and painful bringing forth. Albert Camus