Quote by Ping
You know what’s great?
You know what’s great?
Looking for common ground and interest with one’s own kids, especially dads and daughters, and then finding them. Verbs will definitely get this.
My eleven year old is a very creative and talented artist. I really wish I could post some of her stuff. She can creatively draw like I can creatively write. But her drawing is so much better than my poor attempts of writing. And, she has an edge.
For example. One art assignment in grade two or three, I don’t recall the parameters, but she did not subscribe to the premise. So, out of spite, she drew a frog holding a bloodied and clearly deceased small mammal of some sort in its mouth. Sound like something anyone you know would do with writing?
My God, we laughed when she brought that home. I’m sure her teacher was stunned.
Anyway, we’ve unearthed her interest in the horror/thriller genre of movies. Yup. She kind of reminds me of a little Vanessa. Leading up to Halloween, we watched Signs, and a few others. The other parental unit was concerned. Nightmares et Al. Nada. Stop projecting on the kid.
Then, as some of you may recall, I sang the praises of a wonderful Spanish movie called, Veronica. Damn. We had a great discussion about that movie. Sister Death. Evil spirits. Good stuff. I expressed how much I loved it and why. She actually got it, or so I think.
We were channel surfing and the beginning of Jaws 2 was on. We watched to the explosion and she then ask if I found that scary. No. No I didn’t not. Nor did she. But one needs context. She’ll see Jaws sometime when she wants to. I’m good with that.
But the apple pies de resistance was tonight. Sorry, I was supposed to be reading comp stories. I promise. I will. But tonight, after ballet, we were going to watch, A Quiet Place. We were going to start it when I had a revelation: Killing Eve.
Well, she LOVED the first episode. Her eyes got wide and glossy. She was riveted. So, we will watch the series (me re-watch) so we can watch the last season together.
How great is that?
By the way, if you are down or just need a laugh, watch some Best of Graham Norton clips on YouTube. Tears. Always. I laugh until I cry.
Egg nog, please.
Too soon?
Ping and Annie, it really is a gift to watch your kids interests and future self begin to emerge. I still remember my youngest writing a poem about birds swimming in a "trusting sky" and the teacher wanted her to change "trusting" to "blue" (in teacher's defense it was supposed to be a poem written with the color prompt blue). Let's just say I had a short talk with the teacher about nurturing creativity. She didn't change the poem.
Much love and luck and magic to your newborn, Annie.
Saw Dune last night. I LOVED it. It's slow and ponderous and kinda cold, which I know doesn't sound good, but it's so like, epic. Just HUGE. It inspired awe. Timothy Cambriolet (or whatever his name is) is a little lacking in gravitas for the role, but it all worked for me. I love the book, which helps.
World Series returns tonight. I'm rooting for a 7th game, so sorry, Sara. I'm rooting for the Cheaters tonight.