The day started out like a Richard Scary story with grammie and me driving gramps to work and seeing all those buildings and bicycles and streetcars and taxis and cars and people. I loved it. I might be only two-and-a-half, but I know what I like already and I'm not saying this because grammie told me to but I think that when I get older I might like to come and stay in my grammies' house so I can go to university and eat chicken mcnuggets for lunch at the mall even though they didn't have any Thomas trains. And speaking of Thomas trains, the other day gramps said in a really low voice, "Hello Martin. It's Linda. I have a student here...her name is Jennifer. She wants an extension on her Chaucer paper. Jennifer. You know -- big eyes, silver hair, round face. Thomas the Train, yes, that's right." Which is the same thing as a cheesehead says gramps, but none of this makes any sense to me.
Tomorrow I am going to a free lunchtime concert with a children's choir sing
ing and I have a beautiful voice and I might want to be a singer some day so this will be good practice. I wish I had been able to stay up for Idol last night to hear Adam but it was already way past my bedtime. But if I go to the concert tomorrow I will miss my afternoon nap and that's okay because then I get to have lunch at City Hall and see gramp's office and my pictures that I drew for her last year. I can meet Susan, too, and Guy and Scott and anyone else who might want to say hello and then maybe we can go to the art gallery but I really like malls and so maybe we'll do that instead. They have a really big fountain at this one, even bigger than the one in Ottawa, and I can't believe how high it goes or how many people sit around and watch it and eat ice cream. Maybe grammie can get a frozen yoghurt in a cone because she really loves them. Can't you see how good I am with capital letters and commas? I am the granddaughter of an English teacher after all, and I might be only two-and-a-half but I can parse a sentence.
Today grammie and I came home in the wind and we grrrrrrrrr'ed like lions and tigers. I love the wind. It got all over my face and made my hands red and then I saw a train. I wasn't scared of anything, not even all the cars and trucks, and I saw a man with a dolly and two big boxes and I wondered what was inside of them. I like big boxes and trucks and cranes and service elevators and pulp and paper mills and things that are really big and useful. I also have a talent for colouring and maybe I will do some of that after I finish writing my guest blog. But first I have to help feed the cats and take the dog out and give Edith and Truman some more fish food and help grammie make supper and watch the rest of Winnie the Pooh and tonight grammie will read me the Bambi book again and I know all the words and even all the animals although porcupine is hard to say. Now it's time for me to go. I'll write again next time I come back and maybe I'll share my Dora cookies with you but maybe not because they'll be stale by then. Sorry.
ing and I have a beautiful voice and I might want to be a singer some day so this will be good practice. I wish I had been able to stay up for Idol last night to hear Adam but it was already way past my bedtime. But if I go to the concert tomorrow I will miss my afternoon nap and that's okay because then I get to have lunch at City Hall and see gramp's office and my pictures that I drew for her last year. I can meet Susan, too, and Guy and Scott and anyone else who might want to say hello and then maybe we can go to the art gallery but I really like malls and so maybe we'll do that instead. They have a really big fountain at this one, even bigger than the one in Ottawa, and I can't believe how high it goes or how many people sit around and watch it and eat ice cream. Maybe grammie can get a frozen yoghurt in a cone because she really loves them. Can't you see how good I am with capital letters and commas? I am the granddaughter of an English teacher after all, and I might be only two-and-a-half but I can parse a sentence.Today grammie and I came home in the wind and we grrrrrrrrr'ed like lions and tigers. I love the wind. It got all over my face and made my hands red and then I saw a train. I wasn't scared of anything, not even all the cars and trucks, and I saw a man with a dolly and two big boxes and I wondered what was inside of them. I like big boxes and trucks and cranes and service elevators and pulp and paper mills and things that are really big and useful. I also have a talent for colouring and maybe I will do some of that after I finish writing my guest blog. But first I have to help feed the cats and take the dog out and give Edith and Truman some more fish food and help grammie make supper and watch the rest of Winnie the Pooh and tonight grammie will read me the Bambi book again and I know all the words and even all the animals although porcupine is hard to say. Now it's time for me to go. I'll write again next time I come back and maybe I'll share my Dora cookies with you but maybe not because they'll be stale by then. Sorry.
