First day of the kids being off school for a week.
We went to the library, where a woman breastfeeding was too much for my giggling five-year old son. He was whispering to his sister (not very quietly) “Millie!” while pointing at the woman, then having fits behind a bookcase.
I began writing a new poem called ‘Corvid’. Crows, woods, roadkill.
I started reading Capote’s In Cold Blood. The only novel of his left for me to read.
I watched a programme about sharks off the Cuban coast. Encountered one I’d never heard of before: the Silky shark.
Not a bad day at all.
And going to a concert tomorrow. More on that later.
Love to see guys embrace their ‘inner Daddy’…your kiddos are very blessed. However – reading Capote while on kid-duty? Just hope the social workers aren’t lurking behind those library book stacks, too…(this is a joke, just in case you didn’t know)
Sounds like you & kiddos have a great week ahead…maybe do Mom a favor and surprise her with a family-home-cooked meal when she gets home from work! Just sayin’.
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Ha ha, my Capote indulgence was later on, on my break 🙂
I’m very domesticated…well, quite domesticated. I look after the kids while my wife is out collecting dead bodies. Seriously.
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Wow! A week off! How nice for them! But I wonder how much work you got done on that poem in with such distractions. 😉
The silky shark? I have to look that up!
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With poems I write quite quickly, returning to do a few tweaks. The closing lines came to me last night while at a concert, funnily enough.
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