good and bad

A woman on the bus offered me her seat on the bus because she thought I was pregnant. My daughter said, "mommy, you have to know that to me, you are like a Daisy that never dies."

The poetry of a little boy's life

[About "Go, Diego, Go!"]
"Mommy, Dago can run soopa sast to save amamals.... to save.....amamals!"


[About too-hot oatmeal]
"Mommy, I want you to blow it up."

The poetry of little girls' friendship

"You know, mommy, Ruby and I have a lot of fun. Sometimes, when I'm playing with her, I feel like I'm inside a giant piece of chocolate. Sometimes I feel like I'm a part of it, when I'm playing with her!"

I had the privilege

of seeing my daughter's grade one class being read a storybook about the life and death of Martin Luther King, Jr.

"Yeah, white people used to push the black people away from the drinking fountain."
"Yes. But now that's finished," said the teacher.
"Now we can all go to school together."
"Yeah,  and she's black and she's black, and she's white, and he's black, and he's white. And Roberto has a tan."

And now, when my kids start to fight, I say, "remember what Martin Luther King said, 'we can solve our problems peacefully , with words.'"

It's for moments like these that I came to this country.

...more things you never thought you'd hear

"I just came out of a fecal incontinence brainstorm."

Quiet, quiet

so quiet. I go into a meeting at the agency now, and people are just sitting peacefully. The tension is gone. It feels as though everyone is suddenly better at their job. It feels as though obstacles are gone. 

Oh Apple,

I still passionately adore you, but, Android is moving in.