today...
i was watching a little puppy for a neighbor. just dropping in on her. i tried taking her for a walk mid-morning but she didn't want to walk much. i could get her to run though... until something, unapparent to me, caught her nose or her eyes or her curiosity and she'd stop again. so in the early afternoon when i came back to check on her we just sat out on her lawn. when you're sitting and petting a very small puppy you start talking to them and singing songs about them. that is inevitable. we were very low to the ground because she is so very small. i was noticing the clover and telling her that i have never found a four-leaf clover, despite all the time i spent looking for one (especially as a kid), wondering aloud if i would ever find one. "lulu belle, oh lulu belle"... and then something, unapparent to her, caught my eye. a couple tattered leaves where something very, very small had taken some bites from it, but there were four, plain as day, and, without comprehending what exactly it all meant that i had found it then and there, i claimed it as mine...
and proclaimed lulu a good luck dog right there on the spot.
later, the boys and i played by building a flat roofed house with citi blocks. henry built the back porch.
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| my camera says we did this in low light. |
and even later, in even lower light, william found a hyggelig spot on the stairs to read his book.
not less than a few magical moments today, for sure.
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