|| Asymmetry | Archive | May 13, 2005 |
Don't have one today.
Which reminds me of an incident at Target this past weekend. As we came to an opening in a long wall of shelves between two departments, the most delicate, elfin-looking little girl I have ever seen--she might have been five--walked by with her dad, saw Lydia and came over to us. She was too shy to talk but seemed fascinated by Liddy, putting her hands on the front bar of the stroller and staring at her, while Liddy looked owlishly back and we exchanged bemused smiles with her parents. I always feel awkward talking to other people's kids, but Dave got a few shy words out of her, and then we all went our separate ways.
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