Tuesday, November 21, 2006
This morning, Madge dressed Coco. So I was taking it easy. Then, when school-time loomed, I realized I hadn’t made her lunch yet, and I said, “Oh [expletive], I haven’t been making your lunch, I was just being [I rolled my eyes and went lala with my tongue].”
To which Madge replied,
“Stop being and start making. Those are the important things.”
At age seven, Madge is smoking Sartre and Heidegger in a pipe.