Friday, May 20, 2011

Crazy horse

Being a parent sometimes seems to be a kind of benign psychosis.  You get so caught up in it that you lose track of reality.

The Hatchling really laughs and smiles when I bounce her up and down on my knee.  While I do this I sing an amazingly tuneful song that I made up about riding horses.  It goes:
Doo da doo doo doo-da-doo,
Doo da doo,
Doo doo doo-da-da-doo!
Riding on a horsey,
Riding on a horsey,
Doo doo doo-da-da-doo!
I've been doing this several times per day for the last two weeks and it only just occurred to me tonight, for the first time, that she has no idea what a horse is.  She doesn't understand a word I'm saying.  She just likes being bounced around.

It isn't her pretending that she's riding a horse, it's me.

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