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Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Dada Dig

"Dada sit," Annalee said, herself sitting in a sea of pebbles under the playscape at the park. "Dada sit," she said again, even though I was on my way to honoring the original command. She was digging with a stick, quite a lot like a monkey in the forest. "Dada dig," she said. I did some of my own monkey digging, complimenting her on the work she was doing and explaining, a little academically, why the pebbles were moist a couple of inches beneath the surface (from last night's rain). "Ohhhh," she said.

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