Watching Brazil v Croatia with Maddie.
M: Where are the girls? There’s a girl!
Me: There’s another game for the girls, this is the boys’ game…that was just a guy with long hair.
M: Where is the dad game?
Me: Well, some of these guys are probably dads.
M: Do those guys have any cats?
Me: There is probably a guy or two who has cats.
M: How about dogs?
Me: Yes. Mads, please move, I can’t see through your head.
M: Do their dogs poop on the carpet?
Me: I hope not. Ok, let’s just watch it, ok?
That’s exactly how I think! She’ll make a great therapist someday since she has to know every detail of everyone’s life. You should hear the stories I come up with in my head about people before I hear the actual truth.
Haha, remember all those intricate stories we’d come up with in college? The gal, who worked for the phone company…I forget details, we developed it pretty far though. I was reading The Goldfinch last night and thought of you because there was a part where the guy was describing this very same idea–how he would see someone and instantly wonder (and invent) all kinds of crazy stories around them.
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