She's five now, but we haven't had enough time to realize how much she knows. She's almost four feet of feelings, but we forget. Like this afternoon, when I shouted to The Partner in his home office about the nearby shooting in which at least nine people were killed.
"The guy killed nine people," I shouted. "Did you know?"
"Yeah, I heard that," he said.
I went back to the Hartford Courant article laid out on my computer screen. I read about the disgruntled employee of the largest Budweiser distributor in the state. He was, allegedly, a "disciplinary problem." I didn't hear The Boss come up behind my scratchy swivel-chair on wheels.
"Tell me it's not coming here," she said.
"Tell you what's not coming here?" I asked, hoping she was talking about something different. She does that a lot. But she looked at me knowingly. Then she pulled her hand across her throat, pointer finger out, making a sucking sound as she did it.
I stared.
She did it again. Finger across the neck. The sucking sound.
"No," I said. "It's not coming here."
***
Several nights ago, apropos of nothing, The Boss said to me: "Why wouldn't I love my mommy?"
(See, I told you she does this; she brings things up out of nowhere I can see.)
"I don't know. Why wouldn't you?"
"Because I'd be dead."
I have words, but with her I can't always summon them. I said "oh."
"But you're in luck, 'cause I love you."
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Tuesday, August 03, 2010
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3 comments:
This work place shooting has hit home. That business is less than five min from my home I drive by it everyday. It is shocking how such violence can come out of nowhere. I also wonder how this sort of thing will affect my children and how when I grew up this thing was not common place
Toddlers sometimes are hard to understand.:-) Your kid is very bright because she can already relate to what is going on in her environment. I just hope our kids won't grow up in a violent world.:-)
You've got one old soul there. Though you can hardly be surprised.
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