He says: ‘Mum, ever since you’ve got that computer you’ve just been living on it.’
I reply: ‘I’m trying to get my book written, I need to work really hard on it, otherwise I will never finish it.’
He asks: ‘What’s this one about?’
I tell him: ‘It’s a memoir…’
He interrupts: ‘Oh, so it’s like your memories?’
I say: ‘Sort of.’
He is perceptive: ‘So it’s about Denis, right?’
I say: ‘Yes, and some other people.’
Eagerly: ‘Me? Am I in it?’
Thinking quickly about how I’m going to answer it: ‘Well, I don’t want to write too much about you and your brother…’
Interrupting (again): ‘Because we’re not memories, right?’
and right on the nail! how do they do that?
My kid today just said, “Are we going to spend some quality time together today or are you going to slip away to the computer?”
Clever little bugger.
Hmmm..I guess the older they get, the more they talk.
Who is Denis? Your Dad?
Love it.
Oh, please write some bits about the boys. You’re so good at it.
Oh, Lil’ does that. “Don’t look at the computer!” she will yell at me… And I thought I was being so subtle.