December 17th, 2004


Running errands with Laurel and a dachshund moment of Zen.

Vogon's feeling under the weather today and I had a few errands to run, so we gave him some quiet time and walked out to run errands. I feel silly now that I was afraid to cross Trinity Mills with Laurel for so long. She's a champ at telling me when the crosswalk light changes.

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We had our daily moment of Zen on the way home, not counting the guy that slowed down on Midway and stared at us. As we were approaching our complex, we saw a dachshund walking down the alley about ten feet away from us. Laurel dropped her bag, which had her hat and DVDs in it, and yelled "I LOVE YOU WEENIE DOG!". The dog just looked at us for a minute, barked a couple of times and ran to the back door of the nearest house. I'm glad Laurel didn't want to take it home.

After we got home, Laurel was thrilled to find a package from her Grandma Dorothy, Himself's paternal grandmother, and we opened the magnetic paper dolls my folks sent since she wasn't interested in watching a movie yet. She's never been quiet for so long when she's not getting into trouble. I am humbled by their ability to find things for Laurel that she loves so much she'll use an indoor voice while playing with them.

For Sass and Baroness, a little Ovid: Perfer et obdura; dolor hic tibi proderit olim. [Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.]