I moved around too much and (as the camera’s battery was dying) missed the crack of the bat — but can you tell the boys were caught up it all? Bobby Abreu’s home run at Yankee Stadium is almost too much to process!
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Trevvy, Re-Thinking
Apparently Jodi read the last blog post to Trevor. He said, “Mommy, I wasn’t thinking of Mars. I was thinking of heaven. I want to go to heaven.”
Do they stay up all night and sleep during the day in heaven?
Trevvy, Still Thinking …
The scene is a father and four children seated around a cluttered, crumby, sticky breakfast table. The youngest, TREVOR, has only recently been awakened by DAD to eat breakfast. Trevor addresses his dad out of the blue.
TREVOR: When will I be at Mars?
DAD: When will you go to Mars? I dunno — maybe if you become an astronaut when you grow up, you’ll go to Mars someday. But people don’t usually go to Mars.
TREVOR: Maybe if I’m an alien, I’ll go to Mars.
DAD: (laughing) Maybe. But I don’t think you’re an alien. I’m pretty sure you’re a human.
TREVOR: But maybe I will … I saw an alien world. Aliens stay awake all night — and sleep during the day.
Trevvy Thinking, Again …
Trevor just approached me with a look of revelation and the smile of certainty on his face.
“Daddy,” he said. “Babies are the cutest humans in the world!”
“Oh, really?” I said.
He smiled, nodded once, turned and walked away.
I’m thinking perhaps four-year-old boys might give babies a run for their money.
First Day of School
The kids rolled out of bed around ten to six this morning. It wasn’t yet light, or else my eyes were still closed and I only thought they were open.
It’s good they were excited for school. Trevor starts preschool a couple days a week in another week or so. Campus is covered with students, too — and like clockwork, a cold front blows in, rustling the ivy outside my office window.
Good thing I love fall!
Archangel Stomp 