Jack the smaller badly behaved dog is in a frenzy of obsequious good-dogginess. He is leaping about the room in adorable baby-goat fashion, rolling puppyish in first my lap and then in Kallan’s, gazing up at us with falsely adoring eyes before leaping away again. He stands in the doorway to the kitchen and …Thumb Song for Jack
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“I can’t fall asleep.” I lean to kiss Maj’s forehead, “Just lie quietly.” “You always say that.” “It always works.” “It does not work, Mother . . . sometimes I am in here for hours, lying in the dark waiting for the Mother-wisdom to take hold, but its grasp is feeble.” “My wisdom is …Maternal-grievance sheep Mark hugs me and whispers in my ear, and I giggle. Silly man. I have mentioned before that Kallan is taking the best Health Class ever as part of 5th grade. Read here and here if you somehow missed the earlier posts I put up about what Kallan learned concerning the male reproductive system. …It’s different in every family Mark’s standing on the other side of the bed, and as he pulls his shirt up and over his head, a weird shadow plays against his skin, a shadow that may in fact be a tarantula-sized spider clinging to his side. Pretty sure it’s a shadow and not a spider, but do shadows snuggle …The business of liquefaction I rarely do this, but if you missed the post I put up the other day entitled So this is flaccid penis? . . . go read that. SERIOUSLY . . . GO. Kallan and her Health Class teacher crack me all the fuck up. And then come back here, where . . . …Waiting for the Right Angle |
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