N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 1 Random Chats with an (Almost) Four-Year-Old
"Early" this morning, I dreamed of a pair of cold little feet on my
shoulder.
Except that it really was not part of a dream. Those cold little
feet felt very real, and I knew exactly whom they belonged to as
soon as I bid good-bye to Caesar and Cleopatra.
I opened my eyes, and saw that my little daughter had already
dressed herself in her pajamas—with the pants on backwards,
as usual—and was sitting on my pillow, flipping through one of
the Berenstain Bears books we had checked out from the local
public library last week.
"Good morning," I said.
True to her nature, my daughter paid absolutely no attention to
such routine trivial salutations. We will have to work on that later.
"I like going to the bookstore," she announced instead.
"Which bookstore"? I asked.
"[The] bookstore with a lot of books, not a lot of shoes," came the
answer quickly.
It made sense, of course. If a bookstore had a lot of shoes instead
of books, then it would certainly not be a very good bookstore.
However, since she had a library book in her hands, I was not so
sure she knew what she was talking about.
"Did you mean the bookstore or the library?"
"Huh?" She looked at me with that familiar "say what?" expression
on her face.
"Did you mean you liked going to the library?"
"Yeah."
"Or that you liked going to the bookstore?"
"Yeah."
OK…it was obvious by that point that she had no idea about the
distinction between a bookstore and a library, and perhaps that
between the concepts of buying and borrowing. We will have to
work on that, too.
"Were you talking about the bookstore where they sell coffee?" I
decided to try a different approach.
"Yeah. And hot chocolate. And cookies. And lemon cake, my
favorite."
"Is it called Barnes and Noble?"
"No. Mama said it's called 'bookstore.'" With that, she jumped
out of bed, and the little feet pitter-pattered downstairs to the
sounds of the front door opening. That would be my wife coming
home from the graveyard shift at the hospital.
Thus concluded another deep-reaching, mutually beneficial, and
very constructive dialog with my little girl, the kind that will be
taking place many more times in the coming years until she, too,
inevitably transforms herself into one of those clams known as
teenagers. | N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 2 (Some earlier entries in the same series, for your entertainment.)
Breaking News: We Have a Future Lawyer in the House!
(Dec. 2011)
My house, that is.
About an hour ago, I took my 3.75-year-old daughter to the
bathroom to clean her up for the night. Upon entering, we
encountered quite a mess on the counter. My son, being the
quintessential teenager, had as usual left his toothbrush,
toothpaste, and various zit-combating agents all over the place.
"Don't touch your brother's stuff, OK?" Naturally, I'd rather keep
my daughter's busy little hands away from the assortment of
strange substances.
"OK," she answered ever so sweetly. Then, of course, as any
3.75-year-old would do, she immediately picked up her brother's
toothbrush and began to "play" the collection of plastic and glass
bottles like a xylophone.
That was utterly unacceptable behavior, and called for swift
correctional action. So I took the toothbrush away and gave her
what I think was a rather stern look: "Didn't I just tell you not to
touch your brother's stuff?"
"But you didn't say 'don't touch his toothbrush,'" came the defense
statement quickly. | N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 3 试论潘大临、小狼女与江淹之间的内在联系
(June 2011)
北宋诗家潘大临一生作品不少，但最为脍炙人口的，莫过于一首
半途夭折的七言诗。据诗人自己叙述，某年仲秋时节，这位潘兄
在家闲卧，“闻搅林风雨声，欣然起题其壁曰：‘满城风雨近重阳。
’忽催租人至，遂败意。”这一句“满城风雨近重阳”，可称韵味无穷。
然而“败意”之后，终其一生，潘大临再也没能续成完整作品。
以往读到这段逸闻，往往为之唏嘘不已，引为千古憾事。如今读
起，却难免哑然失笑，暗想如果潘兄撞见的不是催租人而是三岁
小女一名，这一句绝唱恐怕最多只能吟到“重”字；若能凑足一句，
已是万幸。
话说今天一早，万事料理已毕，俺家小狼女捧着一把五颜六色的
铅笔、蜡笔，趴在咖啡桌旁开始自修美术专业。机会难得，俺赶
忙抄家伙打字，希望还上一笔文债。写的什么？不记得了。为行
文起见，不妨假设俺也诗兴大发，要吟一句“满城风雨近重阳。”
一个“满”字刚刚落定，小狼女已经找上门来。
“Daddy, I want some water.”
“Are you sure you don't want juice?”对俺家小狼女，俺还算有
些了解。
“I want water, daddy.”
一杯冰水送上，俺回来接茬泛酸：“满城……”
“Daddy, can I have some juice, too? Please?”
人家已经“please”了，俺还能说甚？再度奔袭厨房之后，俺坐下重
开风雅：“满城风……”
“Daddy?”这一回，她小人家干脆直接爬上大腿，把一枝铅笔、一张
白纸送到面前。
“Yes?”
“Can you draw a frog for me?”
“I'll do it later, OK? I've got stuff to do right now. Can you
play by yourself for a little while?”
“OK.”
略一定神，俺继续构思：“满城风雨……”
“Daddy?”
“What now?”
“Is it 'later' yet?”
“Not yet. I'll let you know when it is, OK?”
“OK.”
冥思苦想一番，终于找回思路：“满城风雨近……”
“Daddy?”
“……”
“Can we go swim? I wanna go swim.”
“Let's wait until it's really, really hot outside, OK? It's still kind
of cool right now, and you'll be cold in the water.”
“OK.”
如此这般，一波三折之后，俺们终于到了“重”字：“满城风雨近重……”
“Daddy?”
抬眼望去，她小人家已经披挂齐整，抱着鸭子形的救生圈，整装待发了。
当然，游泳衣照例穿反，而且套在T-shirt和短裤外面。不用说，下一句
就是：“Is it really, really hot yet?”
历史的潮流不可抗拒。五分钟以后，一片水声扑通之间，神马风雨、神
马重阳，都已做了过眼浮云。
行文至此，不由得想起南朝江淹，就是很不幸地以“江郎才尽”传名于世的
那位。此兄少时颇有文名，长成之后绝无佳作；千余年来，后人百思不得
其解，只得附会出一个五色笔的莫须有故事聊以交帐。如今想来，答案或
许十分简单：江郎大概也在不惑之年喜得爱女，乐颠颠背着女儿出门放风
筝、打陀螺、捉蟋蟀去也，不再写甚么鸟文章了，呵呵。 | N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 4 Rhapsody in Acorns
(March 2011)
So, my little daughter and I were enjoying a leisurely stroll on
the campus of a nearby university, where an expansive and
well-manicured lawn is dotted with majestic, hundred-year-old
oak trees and surrounded by even more majestic Neoclassical
and Beaux-Arts buildings. Soon, our attention fell on completely
different objects: While I was busy checking out the shapely
young co-eds enjoying the warm afternoon sun in their bikinis,
my daughter started collecting acorns that had recently fallen
from the trees.
Needless to say, her endeavor was much more productive than
mine. Before I could even come close to deciding which co-ed
had the best-tuned back or the most picturesque legs, she had
her tiny hands filled with those skinny acorns, the species of
which is well beyond what little I know about botany. When she
finally managed to get my attention away from the eye-candies,
she spread out my left hand and line up her treasured collection
in a neat row in my palm. With their pointed tips all facing the
same direction, I thought they resembled the bullet belt for a
machine gun, but my daughter, being something of a pacifist
and evidently much more cultured than I am, had a rather
different idea.
"That's my piano," she declared, putting her fingers on the
acorns and starting to "play," just as she had seen her brother
do on the real piano.
Ever the devotee for uniformity, I noticed that a few of the
acorns stood out somewhat because they still had their caps
on, which the others did not.
"Let's get rid of these caps and make them all look the same," I
suggested.
"No," she immediately vetoed the idea. "Those are the black
keys."
Of course…how on earth did I fail to see that?
Before she had had enough time to finish Chopin's "Minute
Waltz," my daughter decided that it was enough piano practice
for now. She grabbed my other hand, and laid it flat over the
acorns. It took me a few seconds to relate that to the lid over
the piano keyboard.
"Kitty wants to sleep on the piano now," she announced, and
bounced away.
The imagination of a little child…you never know where it will
lead to from one minute to the next. But wherever that is, it
is all good. | N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 5 Learning to Lie
(Oct. 2010)
As they say, little kids learn something new every day. And today,
my daughter just managed to acquire a basic human skill that is
going to prove very useful in her future life: lying.
This afternoon, when she ask me to read to her, for the 34th or
37th or 43rd time, Dr. Seuss' classic "The Cat in the Hat," I noticed
some crayon marks on the title page. There was, of course, no
doubt in anybody's mind who the perpetrator was.
With an exaggerated expression of shock on my face, I "confronted"
her: "Uh-oh…did you do that?"
"No," came the answer quickly, effortlessly, and quite naturally,
instead of the silent admission of guilt that used to be a norm.
"Who did it, then?" I pressed on.
To my utter amusement, she responded with a nonchalant little
shrug, executed perfectly to say: "How the heck do I know? And
why are you asking me all these questions, anyway?"
I decided to try a different approach.
"Did you drawing these lines with your pencil"? I asked.
"No," again she answered quickly, "[with] my crayon."
Case closed. :-)
==========
The Toddler Strikes Back
(Nov. 2010)
Remember how my daughter got completely outsmarted
by this well educated and highly skilled intellectual when
she tried to lie about defacing a book? Well, tonight, she
managed to extract a bit of a sweet little revenge.
About two hours ago, I was putting her through her pre-
bedtime routine—you know, brushing teeth, washing face,
etc.—when she pointed at her little plastic bathtub lying
inside the main tub and declared: "I wanna take a bath."
An innocent enough request, one would say, except that
with her, a bath is never as simple a matter as it sounds
like. Instead, it usually involved a rubber ducky, two plastic
bottles, several colorful toy fish, an array of other waterproof
toys, and at least 30-40 minutes of quality playing time before
she would consider the bath properly completed. It was getting
late, and I had important articles to read on MITBBS. So I told
her: "Let's do that tomorrow. It's too late and too cold now."
Reluctantly, she let me run her through the process and tuck
her in bed. A couple of Dr. Seuss books and more than a hundred
gentle pats on the back later, she finally looked ready to dose off,
and I decided to take a shower and get comfy myself.
When I came back from the bathroom, I was surprised to see her
sitting in bed and checking me out with sleepy eyes.
"Daddy, what'ya doing?" she asked.
"Nothing," I said. "I was just taking a shower."
She put on the most complex expression I had ever seen on her
little face, looking partly puzzled, partly inquisitive, partly thoughtful,
partly amused—and maybe even a little sarcastic, I could swear.
"Is it too late and too cold?" she commented, oh-so innocently.
Ouch…checkmate—in the hands of a 2.5-year-old! :-) | N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 6 Whassat?
(Oct. 2010)
"Whassat?" (Translation: "What's that?")
An innocent enough question, wouldn't you say? I mean, what
could be easier to handle than a wide-eyed little munchkin
pointing at a strange animal covered with black and white stripes
on the TV screen and asking: "Whatssat"? Right?
Well, if you happen to be dealing with one particular angel-faced
munchkin who resides in my household, things may not be that
simple. Now, in case you'll ever be confronted with her unique
brand of "whassat," please let this veteran daughterologist share
with you some hard-learned lessons resulting from two and a half
years of diligent studies.
The very first thing you need to do upon hearing that question,
mind you, is to focus your attention on the index finger of her
right hand. If that finger is sticking out and lined up with an
object, congratulate yourself. The question is a piece of cake in
that context, and all you need to do is to provide the correct name
for that object. Even if you have no idea what that object is called,
you can always get away by telling her that it is, in fact, a
gabligoodock of the blabbovaslope variety. That will buy you
enough time to seek the necessary help from Google and
Wikipedia, because she will not be able to remember those long,
scientific-sounding words, and will inevitably have to ask you
again the next time she sees the same object.
If, on the other hand, that index finger is not on prominent
display, sorry, you are in for some real intellectual challenge,
because that means she is referring not to something she sees
but to something she hears, or heard a little while ago. That, of
course, is much more difficult to figure out, and the subsequent
conversation usually evolves into a series of trials and errors:
"You mean the 'meow' sound?"
"Whassat?" With her, incorrect answers simply get ignored.
"You mean the 'bzzzz' sound?"
"Whassat?!" She usually gets a little impatient if she has to repeat
the question for a third time. Who can blame her?
"Your brother groaning when he got killed in the video game?"
"WHASSAT?!?!?!"
"An airplane passing overhead?"
"Yay! An airplane!"
Oh, did I mention that, when she asks the question in that context
these days, nine times out of ten she knows exactly what the
answer is supposed to be?
Unfortunately, there are occasions when that same question gets
even more taxing on your intelligence and/or imagination, and
when that happens, I can only wish you luck. For example, about
an hour ago, right before she went to bed, my daughter put her
favorite little blanket on her shoulders, stuck out both arms, and
asked, quite innocently: "Whassat?"
It took me several minutes and more than 20 tries, but I finally
succeeded in getting the correct answer out of her: "I'm a butterfly!"
Of course, indeed…who wouldn't know that? | N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 7 Kids Say the Darndest Things
(Aug. 2010)
When you are two years and four months old, evolution evidently
works at a head-spinning pace. Back in early July, my little
daughter was still speaking a unique language comprehensible
only to herself and a select few of professionally trained linguists,
such as Paopao, as all of you who took the quiz at the time will
recall. Now, just one month later, she is frequently engaged in
fully interactive—albeit rather basic—conversations in fairly
acceptable English. Other than her insistence on pronouncing the
word "like" as "yike" and "hello" as "hiyo," I have to admit that her
English is quite a bit better than mine—when I was her age, that is.
Anyway, each day in the morning, just before I head out to work,
she and I usually perform a three-hugs-and-nine-kisses ritual
together, and failure to complete the prescribed routine on my
part would typically result in a fit of ear-piercing screams that
would deafen the entire neighborhood for hours. Then one
morning, I came downstairs to find her completely mesmerized
by a new puzzle game. When I offered to initiate the ritual,
amazingly, she simply neglected to respond. After a persistent
effort, I finally got a response from her, but it was definitely not
the right kind as specified in the official guidelines. Without
looking up from the puzzle pieces in her hands, that angelic
little face blurted out a terse reply that decisively ended all further
discussion on that issue: "I'm busy."
That, of course, was that.
One sure thing about these sometimes unconscionable, often
pesky, but always lovely little creatures is that they learn
something new every time you speak to them, or just in their
presence, and they take it all in like a bone-dry sponge. One
fine Sunday morning, after dropping off my son at his tennis
lesson, I was driving home with my daughter strapped in the
baby car seat when some imbecile suddenly changed lane without
looking and pulled right in front of me. I had to slam on the brake
pedal to avoid a collision. Then, before I had a chance to let loose
a string of choice words that I would definitely not mention here in
polite company, I heard this soft little voice gently floating over
from behind: "Stuuuuupid."
To say she is opinionated would be an understatement, but to say
that she is not all that demanding would be the understatement
of the year. One hot and particularly humid evening during our
recent trip to Miami, we were just getting seated in a nice little
Cuban restaurant in Little Havana, and my daughter suddenly
announced from her lofty perch in a highchair, to the utter
astonishment of nearly everybody within earshot: "I wanna beer;
gimme a beer." It took me quite a while to convince the
dumbfounded hostess that all she was asking for was, in fact,
a bear-shaped animal cracker. | N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 8 二至七楼各篇，以前都曾发在其它各版；此次仅供诸位一乐，不算
参加活动。 | b*********k
发帖数: 35031 | 9 so sweet！对话本身就很cute，被狼兄特有的码字功夫一转更幽默了。狼兄有没有想过
尝试儿童作品写作啊？
btw，今早被洋葱头踏着我的肚皮舔着我的鼻子叫醒。。。
【在 N****f 的大作中提到】
: Random Chats with an (Almost) Four-Year-Old
: "Early" this morning, I dreamed of a pair of cold little feet on my
: shoulder.
: Except that it really was not part of a dream. Those cold little
: feet felt very real, and I knew exactly whom they belonged to as
: soon as I bid good-bye to Caesar and Cleopatra.
: I opened my eyes, and saw that my little daughter had already
: dressed herself in her pajamas—with the pants on backwards,
: as usual—and was sitting on my pillow, flipping through one of
: the Berenstain Bears books we had checked out from the local
| b*********k
发帖数: 35031 | 10 狼兄不必担心，这次活动规则没有要求必须是新帖，对其他id也没有如此要求，不算对
狼兄特地破例。不过单类奖励上限仍以200伪币计。：）
【在 N****f 的大作中提到】
: 二至七楼各篇，以前都曾发在其它各版；此次仅供诸位一乐，不算
: 参加活动。
| | | S*****r
发帖数: 356 | 11 多谢花花捧场！至于儿童作品写作，试过一两次，似乎不很成功。关键是
心态不够儿童化，呵呵。
【在 b*********k 的大作中提到】
: so sweet！对话本身就很cute，被狼兄特有的码字功夫一转更幽默了。狼兄有没有想过
: 尝试儿童作品写作啊？
: btw，今早被洋葱头踏着我的肚皮舔着我的鼻子叫醒。。。
| b*********k
发帖数: 35031 | 12 想起来下面这本书好像也是日记形式，在英国很受欢迎。我是扫amazon的hot selling
books看到的，自己倒没看，不知道是不是完全以孩子的角度写的。：）
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Diary-Wimpy-Kid-Cabin-Fever/dp/01413418
【在 S*****r 的大作中提到】
: 多谢花花捧场！至于儿童作品写作，试过一两次，似乎不很成功。关键是
: 心态不够儿童化，呵呵。
| S*****r
发帖数: 356 | 13 That series is wildly popular on this side of the pond, too. My son
read a whole bunch of them back in the days.
selling
【在 b*********k 的大作中提到】
: 想起来下面这本书好像也是日记形式，在英国很受欢迎。我是扫amazon的hot selling
: books看到的，自己倒没看，不知道是不是完全以孩子的角度写的。：）
: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Diary-Wimpy-Kid-Cabin-Fever/dp/01413418
| p***a
发帖数: 6202 | | b*********k
发帖数: 35031 | 15 原来这样，哈哈
【在 S*****r 的大作中提到】
: That series is wildly popular on this side of the pond, too. My son
: read a whole bunch of them back in the days.
:
: selling
| a*****i
发帖数: 274 | 16 好甜哦，大赞！
我也要将亚尉的故事整理成文字。
【在 N****f 的大作中提到】
: 二至七楼各篇，以前都曾发在其它各版；此次仅供诸位一乐，不算
: 参加活动。
| a*****i
发帖数: 274 | 17 同赞！
【在 b*********k 的大作中提到】
: so sweet！对话本身就很cute，被狼兄特有的码字功夫一转更幽默了。狼兄有没有想过
: 尝试儿童作品写作啊？
: btw，今早被洋葱头踏着我的肚皮舔着我的鼻子叫醒。。。
| a*****i
发帖数: 274 | 18 xmjdh
狼兄不必担心，这次活动规则没有要求必须是新帖，对其他id也没有如此要求，不算对
狼兄特地破例。不过单类奖励上限仍以200伪币计。：）
【在 b*********k 的大作中提到】
: 狼兄不必担心，这次活动规则没有要求必须是新帖，对其他id也没有如此要求，不算对
: 狼兄特地破例。不过单类奖励上限仍以200伪币计。：）
| a*****i
发帖数: 274 | 19 哦，那就多看看dr。seuss 的书
Green Eggs and Ham, The Cat in the Hat, One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish
, Horton Hatches the Egg, Horton Hears a Who!, and How the Grinch Stole Chri
stmas!.
这些书都读过吗？
多谢花花捧场！至于儿童作品写作，试过一两次，似乎不很成功。关键是
心态不够儿童化，呵呵。
【在 S*****r 的大作中提到】
: 多谢花花捧场！至于儿童作品写作，试过一两次，似乎不很成功。关键是
: 心态不够儿童化，呵呵。
| a*****i
发帖数: 274 | 20 对对对，这是系列书，赞哦！六本。
想起来下面这本书好像也是日记形式，在英国很受欢迎。我是扫amazon的hot selling
books看到的，自己倒没看，不知道是不是完全以孩子的角度写的。：）
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Diary-Wimpy-Kid-Cabin-Fever/dp/01413418
【在 b*********k 的大作中提到】
: 想起来下面这本书好像也是日记形式，在英国很受欢迎。我是扫amazon的hot selling
: books看到的，自己倒没看，不知道是不是完全以孩子的角度写的。：）
: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Diary-Wimpy-Kid-Cabin-Fever/dp/01413418
| | | a*****i
发帖数: 274 | 21 几岁读的？
That series is wildly popular on this side of the pond, too. My son
read a whole bunch of them back in the days.
selling
【在 S*****r 的大作中提到】
: That series is wildly popular on this side of the pond, too. My son
: read a whole bunch of them back in the days.
:
: selling
| a*****i
发帖数: 274 | 22 是啊，现在知道了吧
原来这样，哈哈
【在 b*********k 的大作中提到】
: 原来这样，哈哈
| S*****r
发帖数: 356 | 23 Thanks!
【在 a*****i 的大作中提到】
: 同赞！
| S*****r
发帖数: 356 | 24 "Our" favorite are "Green Eggs and Ham," "The Cat in the Hat", and
"Fox in Socks." I don't think I have ever read any other books as many
times as I have these—at least 20 times a decade ago, and 20 more
times in recent years.
Fish
Chri
【在 a*****i 的大作中提到】
: 哦，那就多看看dr。seuss 的书
: Green Eggs and Ham, The Cat in the Hat, One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish
: , Horton Hatches the Egg, Horton Hears a Who!, and How the Grinch Stole Chri
: stmas!.
: 这些书都读过吗？
:
: 多谢花花捧场！至于儿童作品写作，试过一两次，似乎不很成功。关键是
: 心态不够儿童化，呵呵。
| S*****r
发帖数: 356 | 25 When he was in elementary school. These books he read by himself,
unlike the Dr. Seuss books in earlier years.
【在 a*****i 的大作中提到】
: 几岁读的？
:
: That series is wildly popular on this side of the pond, too. My son
: read a whole bunch of them back in the days.
: selling
| S**K
发帖数: 3648 | 26 Enjoy your time with her before some crazy teenage boy takes her away from
you. Of course, we all know what means when she turns to 18. It is going to
be fast. : )
【在 N****f 的大作中提到】
: Random Chats with an (Almost) Four-Year-Old
: "Early" this morning, I dreamed of a pair of cold little feet on my
: shoulder.
: Except that it really was not part of a dream. Those cold little
: feet felt very real, and I knew exactly whom they belonged to as
: soon as I bid good-bye to Caesar and Cleopatra.
: I opened my eyes, and saw that my little daughter had already
: dressed herself in her pajamas—with the pants on backwards,
: as usual—and was sitting on my pillow, flipping through one of
: the Berenstain Bears books we had checked out from the local
| N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 27 I'm experimenting with magic drugs that will keep her four years old
forever...
to
【在 S**K 的大作中提到】
: Enjoy your time with her before some crazy teenage boy takes her away from
: you. Of course, we all know what means when she turns to 18. It is going to
: be fast. : )
| S**K
发帖数: 3648 | 28 Let me know when you find the magic potion. Would love to buy that for
myself. lol
【在 N****f 的大作中提到】
: I'm experimenting with magic drugs that will keep her four years old
: forever...
:
: to
| N****f
发帖数: 25759 | 29 I don't know...it might turn you back into a four-year-old, which may
or may not be desirable.
【在 S**K 的大作中提到】
: Let me know when you find the magic potion. Would love to buy that for
: myself. lol
| S**K
发帖数: 3648 | 30 lol
Wish I could be back to that age when you don't need to worry and care too
much about things. Most of all ,being loved by so many people who care about
you.... I do miss that. It sounds a little bit cliche. Oh well, it is what
it is.
【在 N****f 的大作中提到】
: I don't know...it might turn you back into a four-year-old, which may
: or may not be desirable.
| | | d****7
发帖数: 2241 | 31
【在 N****f 的大作中提到】
: Random Chats with an (Almost) Four-Year-Old
: "Early" this morning, I dreamed of a pair of cold little feet on my
: shoulder.
: Except that it really was not part of a dream. Those cold little
: feet felt very real, and I knew exactly whom they belonged to as
: soon as I bid good-bye to Caesar and Cleopatra.
: I opened my eyes, and saw that my little daughter had already
: dressed herself in her pajamas—with the pants on backwards,
: as usual—and was sitting on my pillow, flipping through one of
: the Berenstain Bears books we had checked out from the local
| d****7
发帖数: 2241 | 32
【在 N****f 的大作中提到】
: Random Chats with an (Almost) Four-Year-Old
: "Early" this morning, I dreamed of a pair of cold little feet on my
: shoulder.
: Except that it really was not part of a dream. Those cold little
: feet felt very real, and I knew exactly whom they belonged to as
: soon as I bid good-bye to Caesar and Cleopatra.
: I opened my eyes, and saw that my little daughter had already
: dressed herself in her pajamas—with the pants on backwards,
: as usual—and was sitting on my pillow, flipping through one of
: the Berenstain Bears books we had checked out from the local
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