Wednesday, April 23, 2014

My girl

I came home from Mark's home school swim program (at the swanky new aquatic center in Snohomish) and the big kids were home.  I had to do a few more errands and I told Emma I wanted her to come with me.

This is going to shock you but she didn't want to come with me.

I guaranteed a trip through the Taco Bell drive thru (Happy Hour, you know) and I told her I wanted to talk to her.

She relented.

We got in the van and she said, "OK, so talk."

So I did.  And she did.  I got her Taco Bell and at the grocery store she recommended a Caesar salad to go with dinner.  She spoke to me in French and I didn't understand a word of it.  We talked about our dreams--sleeping and real life.  I told her about a story I'm writing and she told me about her classes at school.

In her debate in English, her team debated a flat tax, her opponents debated a progressive tax.  The opponents compared themselves to Robin Hood and Little John.  In her debate Emma said to her opponents that comparing themselves to a talking fox and a bear didn't exactly lend credibility to their argument.

Emma is on the short list of the very best things that ever happened to me.

1 comment:

Olivia Cobian said...

She's so clever and intelligent and lovely. Will we read about Braeden tomorrow?


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