Noise an’ Paper an’ Glass: A Note

Dear small Toby:

I discovered that you can sit up on your own today. You have to concentrate really hard on it to constantly correct your position against gravity, but you can do it.

You heard a lawnmower, so I held you while you stood in the windowsill and watched the maintenance man go back and forth below us. Then you tried to eat the window–you made little nose and lip prints with your breath on the cold glass. You completely ignored the cars pulling in and out of the parking lot; they’re old news.

The slobbered and wrinkled pages on this notepad are your handiwork. Paper has a fascinating texture, doesn’t it? I’m not looking forward to the day you realize that the paper in books makes a cool ripping noise, and sticking it in your mouth is preferable. Thank you for only tasting the pages that are filled and used up already.

It’s been fun showing you the world today; you’ve been awfully pleasant. I like that.

your mommy


About The Original Kate

Along with artistic tendencies, Kate enjoys unusual people and is constantly striving for some sort of nonconformity. Kate offers a perspective that is thoughtful but well-written and full of images within the words. Other tidbits that might intrigue: she has very long auburn hair, and, you guessed it, her favorite color is orange.

Posted on March 30, 2010, in From Moss-Lined Oregon, Toby Tales. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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