And it is Mama! Today Benji finally called me Mama, unprompted and unmistakably, as a name. We were at the bank and I was sitting at one of the desks opening an account. Benji was wandering around on the other side of the lobby and he called out Mama, clear as a bell, and came running across the lobby to give me a brochure. I gave him such a big hug! He walked back across the lobby and repeated, calling to Mama several times as he came over with a new brochure. I think he did this four times total so I know it wasn't a fluke. Now we just need to keep practicing and reinforcing. But tonight I shall just cherish this memory and write this date in Benji's baby book.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
