The fall that caused those also made her bite the inside of her cheek. It was a sad time.

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Steel rungs frustrate the demo.

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Hold still for a second...

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In the car, driving home:

Uma: I gave all my silliness to Kieran.
Me: So you're not silly anymore?
Uma: My body will make more silliness.
Me: What will you do with that?
Uma: I'll give it to Kieran, too.
Me: What if he's asleep?
Uma: I'll make it into a ball, and throw it gently into his room, and he'll breathe it in gently into his heart.
Me: What if you're at a sleepover?
Uma: My body will make the silliness into an airplane and loft it to Kieran.

Sounds like she's got all the bases covered.

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posted by Ketan @ 7/19/2009 08:40:00 PM   0 comments

Uma's favorite song is one in which a little girl spells out the word "happy" (currently on repeat). Uma doesn't really know how to spell yet, and I guess the singing is indistinct. She thought/thinks it is "H A pinky why." She calls it "pinky why" for short. I think I like that better too.

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The shirt says.

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She's not really sad.




See?




All done now.

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Check out the form. Future fast-pitch champ?

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From the Fourth of July weekend:

Aaji: Uma, you have to eat two pieces of idli and then you can have your special treat.
Uma: Special treats are not free.

And when asked why she was up and crying at 3 am in the morning, Uma answered, "Morning doesn't come fast in this house."

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A minor disagreement about whose job steering is:

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She called it "lizard." Maybe it is. I dunno.

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I asked her to do a pretty smile; she did this instead.

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Note the swimsuit tan on her chest. That's through SPF 55.

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