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Saturday, 15. November 2008
A Little Bit o' This, Little o' That
Kate
19:06h
Grandma had just sat down to read the local paper when Everett and I arrived on Thursday evening. She set it aside so she could visit with us instead.
Email to Cathy on Friday:
Sat 15 Nov 2008 Everett's one daily chore, aside from feeding the dogs and cats, which is a labour of love, is to do the supper dishes. I usually help him, but last night we ate late and neither of us felt like cleaning up. So here he is, still in his nightwear, running water into the kitchen sink. I dreamed that I was on my hands and knees, with Emil behind me on his, making our way to the end of a dock jutting out into a lake. I began to feel nervous and turned to go back, as the dock seemed wobbly and narrow and I was afraid of falling into the water. I could not safely, without risking falling into the water, get around Emil so that I could lead, and he seemed hardly able to move. He put his face down into water on the dock as if he was weak or passing out. This upset me enough to wake me up. This year, many days after school unless it’s particularly nice out and he goes walking around the yard, Emil lies down for a nap. It’s something he’s rarely done before unless he had a cold coming on, and I wonder if it’s anything to worry about. I assumed not— that he’s getting up when his alarm goes at 6 and thus it’s a long day for him— and he’s having to get used to being kept busy at school all day, after a summer of laziness. But why is his behaviour different from every other year? Is there something I need to be looking more closely at? ***
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