And Yet…
“Emma, are you tired?”
“No, I’m not tired.”
“Emma, do you want your duck?”
“No. I don’t want my duck.”
And yet…
She’s learning!
She came in this evening while I was trying to study to give me goodnight hugs and kisses.
I had the radio tuned to our local public radio station - at this hour of the day, it’s usually a jazz show.
“Is that Charwie Parker?” she asked.
She knows from jazz! Sweet!
Now if I could just get her to know from John Prine. ![]()
Great Moments in S@HD-dom
So we’re watching “Reading Rainbow,” starring Commander Jordi LaForge, who is talking about Jazz.
One of the books they talked about was “Charlie Parker Played Bo-Bop,” which Emma has.
So after the show is over, I ask Emma if it would be OK if we play some Charlie Parker and read her book.
And so we do. Charlie Parker with Strings: The Master Takes. She sits on my lap, and we read “Charlie Parker plays Be-Bop” while Charlie Parker plays be-bop. We read that book five times.
It doesn’t get much better.