So I'm a daft punk in The irresistible urge to rant, riff and ramble

Xueling came home with a family homework assignment:

Make a poster about an animal that she wanted to talk about.

Me: What do you want?

Xueling: Dinosaur!

Me: utter lack of surprise Ok.

Shortly after that, around the Friday when I was putting together things in my head to create the poster:

Xueling: Daddy the teacher said we have to ask our mommy daddy to take a picture and make poster.

Me: What?

Xueling: Take photo to make poster!

Me: You mean the poster about animals for class?

Xueling: Yes!

Caffeine: Science centre, then?

Me: No… I have a better idea.

Three days later:

Caffeine: Only you would make a five-year old’s poster about animals be a flow chart about evolution.

Me: She understands the concept. She just doesn’t have very good words for it, that’s all.

I have, from the first day I picked her up, believed this: If she wants to fly, I will help her fly.

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Start early. Build up speed. And next thing you know…

Whatever she can reach for, I’m going to push her along just that little bit. I helped her to stand (with assistance) in the first week of her life.

As far as I’m concerned, I’m just setting the pattern.

Last updated August 26, 2014