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boston is really different this time, or i'm really different (probably a bit of both). still nice to have a too-brief visit with my parents, "sister" and "brother-in-law", and "newphew" and "niece".
amelie is much older since a i saw her a month ago, in many ways. this was the first time she remembered who i was when she saw me again. we bonded all day long, and she's never just run into my arms before. instead of saying "doggie!" every other second she now sings "e-i-e-i-o" (a la old macdonald) in various tones of voice to express herself.
oliver is much heavier (as is she), a real four-year-old, who speaks with authority and wisdom and just last week took off his bicycle's training wheels by himself and now spends the afternoon speeding through town. he also watches the same german video of pippi langstrumpf (longstocking), copyright 1968, that i watched at around the same age. he had, a few days/weeks previous, made a picture for my wall - consisting entirely of stickers. i promsied to put it on my wall.
i rode a bicycle for the first real time since, oh, the last time i was in germany? yeah, i really am not a bike rider anymore (was in a big way when i was younger), instead a walker and public transitter, have been for about the last ten years. anyway, riding the bike was glorious, my sister has an amazing model (she was riding the bike attached to amelie's.... um, can't think of the English word, so Anhaenger).
will be back in the bay in fifty hours or so, that's most of what i'm thinking of now that i've had to say good-bye to family yet again. sigh. homesickness while you're lying in your own childhood bed.
lindsay, leah and oh all right, james - remember how great it was to be obsessively crushing on john cusack? i feel like i need to get back to those roots. not as embarassingly. but just indulge in that again, sometime.
amelie is much older since a i saw her a month ago, in many ways. this was the first time she remembered who i was when she saw me again. we bonded all day long, and she's never just run into my arms before. instead of saying "doggie!" every other second she now sings "e-i-e-i-o" (a la old macdonald) in various tones of voice to express herself.
oliver is much heavier (as is she), a real four-year-old, who speaks with authority and wisdom and just last week took off his bicycle's training wheels by himself and now spends the afternoon speeding through town. he also watches the same german video of pippi langstrumpf (longstocking), copyright 1968, that i watched at around the same age. he had, a few days/weeks previous, made a picture for my wall - consisting entirely of stickers. i promsied to put it on my wall.
i rode a bicycle for the first real time since, oh, the last time i was in germany? yeah, i really am not a bike rider anymore (was in a big way when i was younger), instead a walker and public transitter, have been for about the last ten years. anyway, riding the bike was glorious, my sister has an amazing model (she was riding the bike attached to amelie's.... um, can't think of the English word, so Anhaenger).
will be back in the bay in fifty hours or so, that's most of what i'm thinking of now that i've had to say good-bye to family yet again. sigh. homesickness while you're lying in your own childhood bed.
lindsay, leah and oh all right, james - remember how great it was to be obsessively crushing on john cusack? i feel like i need to get back to those roots. not as embarassingly. but just indulge in that again, sometime.