The cosmic order
This morning when she got up, I showed Edith the sliver of a moon shining through her window. She loves the moon. We sat and looked at it for awhile.
"Moon...moon...moon...," she pointed. She got out Goodnight, Moon and compared the moon the cow jumps over to the moon that was outside her window.
Then she turned to her favorite subject.
"Edie. Bey butt."
"Yes, that's your belly button."
"Mommy. Bey butt."
"Yes, you found Mommy's belly button."
She pointed toward the back bedroom. "Daddy. Bey butt."
"Yes, Daddy has a belly button, but he's sleeping right now."
She pointed out the window. "Moon? Bey butt?"
These are the kinds of questions I'm looking forward to in the next few years.
3 comments:
Hee hee! Totally cute.
Miss you guys.
A Moon Song for Edith
O moon up above
I beseech you, say what in
Your image I love
Is like my belly button?
I'm asking although
It might sound dumb or silly 'cause
I need to know:
Do you have an umbilicus?
To blow zerberts should I go
(Had I the ability)
To the Crater of Tycho
Or Sea of Tranquility?
Or could it be found,
That most ticklish place, in
The area round
By the Imbrium Basin?
Don't just give me a hint,
Moon, I want the full skinny:
Does the spot collect lint?
Is it "out-ie" or "in-nie"?
And if you remain mum there
And don't tell me whether
There's a place on your tum where
There once was a tether,
Then nobody will ask why
And no one think bad o' me
If I up and apply
To the Navel Academy.
Semi-serious question. Does Biz have a bey butt? If not how do dogs get inutero nutrition?
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