our labor day

E and I went to Fayetteville to see where her daddy has been working for the last week. She made up for the lousy welcome she gave him by offering a psychic reading on the vibes in the theatre. She said, "Mommy this is a bad place!" Our laughter probably egged her on; she said it more often and in more variations. When we were leaving she pronounced, "Mommy, dis fee-a-ter is a bad pwace. I not going to work here, no."


David points out Pogo and Elvis (out of view) in his past work. She knows about Ebbis. Erma the babysitter plays his music a lot, and there's a monster who dresses like him on one of her favorite videos.


E demonstrates how she can be "flat". She's almost doing the splits.


I had explained to her what a stage was by saying it's where the ballerinas come out and dance, and as we sat in the audience seats for a few minutes she kept asking where the ballerinas were. David said they had the day off.