So at dinner I was remarking to your Dad how your minds are like wide open mostly blank canvases, just waiting to be written on. The other day Zoe said something to me that illustrated this. Don't ask me what it was, but it related back to some experience she had with something new. She had to repeat back what she experienced and confirm the validity of it. "Polar Bears like to play with barrels". Something like that. Blank Slate. Whereas I was thinking that I actually like being older because it feels like I have some perspective on things. It's not ALL new. And I kind of enjoy the really odd connections my brain sometimes makes. I was scrolling quickly on my keyboard at work and it made this soft clicking sound which somehow got me thinking of the song "Jingle Bells". Why? Why not. The mind is an interesting thing. And, mind you, it can sometimes be brutal. But I'm not there now.
At any rate, your Dad made us burritos for dinner. I cut open an avocado and took half of it to the dining room to share with the Zoe-meister. She likes avocado. Good girl. We were all done and Zoe left the room and came back with a handful of something. It took me a second to figure out what it was.
"Give this to the squirrel".
What?
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"Give this to the squirrel"
She'd dug the pit out of the other half of the avocado.
ARGH. The other week when we were at grandma's house she had taken an avocado pit and walked it out to her deck and left it "for the squirrels". I have to admit I found it a little odd at the time, but whatever.
Well you were watching, you were writing on the canvas (so to speak).
1 comment:
might be a BAD IDEA, Wikipedia: Avocado leaves, bark, skin, or pit are documented to be harmful to animals; cats, dogs, cattle, goats, rabbits, rats, birds, fish, and horses can be severely harmed or even killed when they consume them.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avocado
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