Kina finds a kindred spirit in Dutch fashion-designer-slash-mad-scientist
I told Laurea yesterday, as Kina lay across my lap and silently watched every Iris van Herpen runway show since 2015, that this exhibition is going to make future fashion designers out of hundreds of little kids. Including Kina.
Kina’s two great loves, Mommy and pasta, all together in one moment
The thing that gets me is that Laurea has apparently always smelled like pasta with no sauce, which makes this Kina’s first and most powerful emotional sense memory.
Someone needs to tell the Staples people that nobody cares what a peck is
Did you know that 12 gross make a great gross? What is a rod? Go buy a generic composition notebook from Staples, and you can follow Kina’s lead in stumping your parents.
Child enjoys a smooth-toothed dinner after a brief ten-month stint in the wires
Before she left for the orthodontist, I asked if I could press my cheekbone to her braces one last time, as I have every time I’ve hugged her since last July. Just one last scrape!
He will also not pretend that things are true that neither he nor Kina believe are true
She also gets mad when I bust out my friend Burlingame, who is also my fist and connected to my arm, but I pretend he is a totally sovereign being who—if I’m being fair—does ask a lot of questions to which everybody knows the answers.
Big kid now the pusher and not the pushee for “Apple Split” swing challenge
Apple Split is a variation on Banana Split, and it’s all about dizziness and multiple axes of rotation, and it’s a pretty big deal that Kina is now the elder in these scenarios. Tweens! Sigh!!!
