Eeksy-Peeksy

augury doggerel

Tuesday, March 05, 2002

Fingers

The kid cannot reliably wipe her bum yet. She still has to be reminded to wash her hands afterwards.

And she plays wonderful little pieces on the piano. When she was finished with Chopin last night, she improvised something for each being in this vague cluster: her mother, her grandmother, her grandfather (something with rain), their dog, our cat, me.

And ate french fries.

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