Ramblings of a self confessed geek who really just wants to go live in a yurt with some chickens, a yak, a couple of goats, a crapload of friends and a bunch of mostly naked children running around like freaks.
Monday, March 29, 2004
Every morning, Lil and I come upstairs to the deck and we walk to the edge (well, I walk, she rides in the comfort of my arms) and I say "Good Morning, Morning! Good Morning Trees! Good Morning Bees!..." etc. This morning, as I approached the edge of the deck Lily babbled to the exact tune of my "Good Morning, Morning." Floored me... she's so close to making these huge breakthroughs. Before I know it, I'll be chasing that girl around and having real conversations with her!