I talk in my sleep to my first daughter. In my waking hours I talk many languages — with reckless abandon — with my other. To wit, a chat between us last night about my newly upcoming trip to Guatemala. Lulu: Maybe you can nip down and we can meet in Argentina? Oui? Don’t they speak French there? Non? Me: Oui. Parlent francaise. Moi aussi. Pero no hablo frances muy bien, pues necessito stay where […]
Read moreDay: October 8, 2011
Sleepwalker
Over the past couple months it seems I’ve taken up sleepwalking and sleeptalking. Sometimes I think Yo-Nenny’s gaslighting me with her reports of my nocturnal conversations, yet they ring true. Several nights ago at about midnight, I was sound asleep with Emmy cradled in the crook of my arm. As her mother reached to remove her, apparently I said: “Nooooo. You can’t take her. I was just teaching her the first conditional. She understands it […]
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