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The other night, Dylan and I sat around drinking tea and having conversation. I made a pot of rose mint green tea, and we sat Japanese style at the living room table and talked into the night.
We talked about things like our last visit to Ikea to look for some furniture for him. He spotted the Ikea catalog on the coffee table and recognized the blue and yellow logo (he's quite good at spotting and remembering logos) and yelled "Ikea! I played there, Mama!" We had been in the store looking at the children's furniture section and he spent about an hour playing there. We looked at beds, drawers and cabinets. He lay on all the beds, sat in all the chairs, see-sawed on a half-moon thingie and rolled some egg thingies. He also spent some time at the oven/stove toy making me coffee and crumpets, "I making you cuwumpets Mama. Dooon't touch it! It's vwewvy haat. Wait for it cool down! Heeere's your coffee! Heeere!"
We brought our tea cups together for a toast: "Cheers! Drink Mama!". Then he promised he would sleep in his room if he got the rainbow tent-canopy bunk bed that he liked best.
Incidently, that book you see on the table, Gray Mouse, is Dylan's new favorite. It talks about colors in relation to self-image, rejection, loneliness, and finally, being yourself and acceptance. It would have taught Gregor Samsa a very valuable lesson.
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