Thursday, October 30, 2008

The strangest things

Good morning! Well today's barometer still shows no Internet, no phones, no cable and, unfortunately, no call from Dr. Eames. I am beginning to think I live in some type of parallel universe. Regardless, that is the latest.

Today is another busy day but for a different reason. I have a golf tournament in Dallas. This one is for Wipe Out kids cancer. I will be playing with a few other dad's of children with neuroblastoma and frankly, I am looking forward to it. It will be quite an improvement from standing in the corner of the kitchen with my right arm covered in tin foil as I try to get a better signal from my neighbor's wireless Internet. It is not particularly comfortable or productive.

The kiddos are all doing very well. Sydney, Graham and Ainsley all spent last night carving pumpkins. One of my favorite activities is listening to kids speak to each other unencumbered by adults. I am amazed by the exchanges. I wonder how they come up with this stuff. Graham and Sydney were both elbow deep in pumpkin guts when this very matter of fact exchange took place. Graham had made a bit of a mess and Sydney chastised him for it.

Graham: "Sydney, I like you, but, sometimes you are bad."

Sydney (nonchalantly): "I am not bad."

Graham: "Well, you are bad to me."

Sydney: "No Graham, I am not bad to you. I am mean to you."

Graham: "No, I still think you are bad."

They then continued to talk about carving their pumpkins. Now, I know by looking at this discussion what you must be thinking. It is a bit strange. What did I find so funny about this? Well, it is one of those things that you just have to have been there and I don't want to forget it. So I am keeping it here in my diary. The thing that really made this discussion so funny was there perfectly calm and cheerful demeanor. They might as well have been talking about their favorite flavor of ice cream. They were perfectly cordial and both perfectly pleased. I don't think I have ever seen anything like it.

Kids say the strangest things.

My purpii keep me thinking everyday.

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