When Piper’s slowly ascending from the depths of sleep (and given the horrors inherent in getting the bends, a slow ascent is advisable) she’ll sometimes squawk a few times. Kate or I will wait a minute, and then go into the bedroom. If her eyes are open wide, she’s up. If they [...]
Yesterday is chasing me down the island, south, into today
Last night’s ill-advised late dinner turned into a series of IEDs as I drove towards morning
and dreams of guilt and frustration woke me, head aching, long before the hissing alarm
but the two bellows I left breathing in the bedroom are still facing the coals,
glowing – now [...]
Piper’s just today crossed some development threshold: she’s smiling in a way that seems almost, barely, on purpose. Or maybe it’s “vaguely in response to external stimulus” … or maybe Bob is the cognition-fairy. The smiling is way far from consistent, mind you, but there’s noticeably more of it than yesterday. Either [...]
Piper’s started to offer a new game to us, which we call “I’m going to wail, whine, and whoop while you try to guess what’s bothering me, and then I’m going to allow my ire to slowly subside and then fall asleep while you scratch your head and try to figure out what, if anything, [...]
It’s the wee hours before I go to work; when I first woke, forty-five minutes ago, the sky over Harlem was a dull, tiger-lily orange. (What are sailors supposed to make of that? I forget.) Kate hummed a little as I climbed back into bed and rubbed her back. The instant I [...]