Monday, March 22, 2004

I'm about to read a book and tell a short story to my daughter, A.F. See? She just walked up, and says,"Papa could you tell me a story?" Then, she says, looking at the computer screen,"Could you read that to me?"

I'm the one who is falling asleep! She even took the book away from me , and read it to me. Then she told me the story of the sea turtle who ate lots and lots of little fishies, got a big belly, went up onto the sandy shore, made a hole, laid many eggs in it, and then, tired, dragged its way back to the sea, swimming away to the deep blue.

That's it... I got out when she demanded yet another story. Somehow, she's got my wife away from her detective novel, reading her something now. Good night!


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