Wednesday – The Lazarus Child
Jan. 19th, 2011 11:16 am.
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Kourtney’s mother stopped by the office the other day with Kourtney’s 2 year old son in tow. While he was her, she took him through the cubicles and offices to show him off. One of the women in accounting still had balloons up in her cube from her birthday the week before (the tradition in the office is to decorate the workspace of each employee on their birthday), and Kourtney's son scored a blue balloon and a red balloon from her. He was delighted.
"What do you have there?" I asked him.
"Bah-LOON!" he answered. This was a man who had obviously just mastered the art of saying multi-syllable words, and he acted proud to show off his verbal dexterity.
"Cool!" I said. Because it seemed like the thing to do (even though we had just met seconds before) I picked him up and spun him around, which made him throw back his head and giggle. It was a beautiful sound, and it was hard to believe that it came from a little boy who had died a few weeks before.
( Little Boy Code Blue )
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Kourtney’s mother stopped by the office the other day with Kourtney’s 2 year old son in tow. While he was her, she took him through the cubicles and offices to show him off. One of the women in accounting still had balloons up in her cube from her birthday the week before (the tradition in the office is to decorate the workspace of each employee on their birthday), and Kourtney's son scored a blue balloon and a red balloon from her. He was delighted.
"What do you have there?" I asked him.
"Bah-LOON!" he answered. This was a man who had obviously just mastered the art of saying multi-syllable words, and he acted proud to show off his verbal dexterity.
"Cool!" I said. Because it seemed like the thing to do (even though we had just met seconds before) I picked him up and spun him around, which made him throw back his head and giggle. It was a beautiful sound, and it was hard to believe that it came from a little boy who had died a few weeks before.
( Little Boy Code Blue )