Tuesday, November 09, 2004

The Way He Remembers Me

He's not so difficult to please. He spends a lot of time playing with scattered pieces of paper with car pictures his mom had ripped out from mags. He would mumble holding the paper as if he was reading or telling stories. It just made my day that he likes to do it.
He has an album full of car pics that he looks for first thing he wakes up in the morning. After tossing away his bottle ofcourse. Later in the afternoons, I would sit him on my lap, start turning pages and pointing at the pictures and saying things like telling him a story. Just make up stuffs. You will quickly bore your self up with all the rambling sentences you came up with, but He wouldn't let you stop and would tap your hand on the page when you did. Car pictures are fine for now. Next step, Dickens & Hemingway.

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