Duet

Four tiny hands.

Esmé's little feet dangle high above the ground, each day stretching a little closer to the floor as she sits at her piano until one day a toe gently touches the hardwood.  And then she is big.

How to Confuse Canada Post

Esmé brought Kyle an envelope and asked him to write "hospital" across it.  And so he did, without asking why.

Later in the day when we went for a walk, Esmé told me she had a letter to mail.  She showed me the envelope, complete with her return address: Esmé.  When I asked her what was inside, she told me that she had drawn pictures of bones and she thought the hospital would be very happy to get it in case they needed any more bone pictures.  So thoughtful of her.

So we mailed it.

Sofiya the Snow-woman

Why is it that all snow figures are automatically men?  It wasn't until Esmé wanted to name her snowman Sofiya that I realized the only English word we have for this strictly implies that if we ever build a person out of snow, it must always be a man.  There is no other word in our language for it.

Sigh… the older my girls get, the more feminist I become.