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Friday, October 23, 2015
Morning in the delagar House; or, The Perils of Letting Them Be Educated
Scene: This morning, in the delagar house. Just past six a.m. Very dark and silent. I am stumbling about the half-lit kitchen, assembling breakfast.
From the kid's bedroom, suddenly: A TERRIBLE HALF HOWL, HALF YOWL SHRIEKING YELP.
Me: (Nearly dropping the eggs): Good Shit! What was that! What happened!
Kid: (Mildly, from her bedroom): That was my barbaric yawp, Mom.