Megan saw a Sikh at the grocery store yesterday. He was wearing the customary turban (also the bracelet, another trademark). Megan giggled and said, "He looks like he tells fortunes." Hmm. Not exactly PC. I couldn't help but laugh. I've worked with Sikhs at Motorola, and know they would've chuckled at her comment, also. I respect them and their spiritual devotion and discipline, and I share with them many beliefs (e.g. belief in One Almighty God, belief in the equality of all humankind, recognition of certain obstacles to spiritual growth and wellbeing). I suppose I should've explained to Megan the turban has religious significance. But I didn't. Speaking of fortune-teller costumes, Halloween is next month!
Megan is writing phonetically now and it's AWESOME! Example: DIR MOMMY WIL U GIV ME THE UMIRGN DOL BED. Translation, although none is needed: Dear Mommy, will you give me the American Doll bed. (This was a birthday present idea.)
Holy shit, Michael has hair on his legs! Like darkish, noticeable leg hair. It's really got Sara freaked out. Me too, I guess.
Megan has not outgrown messy eating. After every meal, My Gorgeousness still has food smudges on her nose and crumbs in her eyelashes. And the corners of her mouth, her cheeks, her clothes, the chair she's sitting in, the floor around her... they all bear evidence of eating, like massive amounts of eating. I think, Geez Megan, did you get any food in your mouth?!
Sometimes I feel like Megan calls for me a lot when I'm with her. I mean A LOT. "Daddy, watch me!" and "Daddy, look at this!" and "Daddy, I need you!" She'll say, "Daddy, come see this part!" when I've turned on Cartoon Network precisely so I can peel away to do some chore. Megan's good about playing alone - as is Michael - at certain times; she plays with her dolls and I can hear her narrating dramatic scenes and conversations in her play area. But I feel a bit frustrated when she seems to pepper me with constant instructions, even if they're cheerful and bracketed by 'please' and 'thank you'. I do, however, know it won't be like this forever; some day her requests - dare I say 'commands'! - will be fewer. She won't need help reaching and moving and fixing simple things, bathing, drying, brushing hair, reading, writing, preparing food, working the TV, and so on. Someone else will zip up the backs or her dresses. When that day comes... I will be sad.
There are numerous things you revisit as a parent, fascinating things, simply because your children learn about them, and it's been 25 years or whatever since you learned about them, in detail, things we've mentioned here before like ancient Egypt, giant squids, outer space, electricity, pirates and vikings, tadpoles, lightning bugs, marsupials, magicians, bows and arrows and canons... the list is long. The latest thing that fascinates me - other than the entire human body, an appreciation I got from Megan! - is the spider web. Yeah, crazy, I know, the spider web. Megan and I were in the condo hallway yesterday and a spider was dangling right in front of us. The only explanation was that it had spun a strand of web from the ceiling, straight down about 5 feet long. It was not a big spider, and I was thinking Where the hell does all this web material come from? How does it create a rope, from material it houses internal to itself, strong enough to hold its own weight, that is hundreds of times the length of its own body? Clearly it's not a very voluminous material; it's super-thin and really, really strong. I voiced my nagging incredulity to Megan. She agreed. "How is this possible?" I asked her. She didn't answer. Nature is simply amazing sometimes. For the record - I just Googled it - spider 'silk' as it's called, has the tensile strength of high-grade steel (I've heard this before) and is about half as strong as Kevlar. Not bad. Kevlar can stop a bullet. That's how hard it is to pull it apart; same as steel. Did you know spiders produce different types of silk for different uses? And who teaches them web design? I know it's a popular field these days, but still. That was a stupid play on words, but lets hear it for spiders, Megan and I think they're pretty fascinating.
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