Friday, May 20, 2011

Car Parable

Driving home.

Baby A: Mama did you know Dada had another car? But one day, when he was sleeping, a thief came and took it away.
[Sudden quiet. The air vibrates with strong, unsaid emotions.]
Me: Did it make you sad, NuNu?
Baby A: No. [Deep breaths.]
It makes me SO angry! If I ever see that thief... [Growling.]


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