The sun is shining and there is dappled morning light over the neighborhood, the air conditioner is one and the temperature inside the house is perfect, David made pancakes with blueberries and fresh pinneapple for breakfast, and Julia got herself dressed and is playing at my feet. Does life get better?
We went to the Madison art fair yesterday after having brunch with some friends who just had a baby. Julia was very good at brunch -- not eating much but playing with her toys, the older boy of the house's toys, and investigating baby toys. She played with the baby's feet and ask if the baby would grow up. I chuckle and say yes, but I wonder if this is a real question. Did Julia know of babies who didn't grow up? Was there ever a question of whether a baby would grow up? I don't mean the I take Julia's every utterance and search for hidden meanings, but it is worth wondering about and storing away for future questions of my own. A child in Julia's circumstances in China may have seen, heard, or known of situations that we would never consider appropriate.
At the art fair, there was a booth with very large photographs of China and a really large picture of the Great Wall. Julia dragged us into the booth and announced that that was the China Wall. We then looked at the other pictures of Chinese fishing boats and old Chinese people, etc. Julia took it in, didn't immediately leave, and very quietly studied the pictures.
She claimed it all. The place that she has been saying that she hates. China.
Julia and I ended both Saturday and Sunday at the community pool. Julia met up with Althia both days and they played together both in the pool and in the sand. Julia had a very, very good time.
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