Amy asks Miles what he’s doing behind the printer. “Bahroo!” he answers, hiding. Miles emerges, goes to town on his pounding bench for a bit, returns to his snack dish to munch a few more nuts, then returns to his spot behind the printer. More fiddling. “Miles, what are you doing back there?” “Nnnah bazzah!” Amy heads back to investigate, finds these two cashews gingerly placed in the clasps of the parallel port from behind. He does these things with so much intention, like he has a real and definite goal, even if he is the only boy in the Little Boy Universe who knows what that goal might be. He’s surprising us daily with his dexterity and imagination.
Music: Seeds :: Can’t Seem To Make You Mine
Best. Case-mod. Evar.
IEEE!
mnep, was that an exclamation, or an urgent appeal to a standards body?
A little of Column A, a little of Column B.