Meandering anecdotes and an occasional incisive comment, courtesy of an overeducated, feminist former-professional, who is continually outsmarted by her overly-gifted children and genius spouse and who seeks refuge in books, cocktails, and the occasional Xanax.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
a trick question
Six year-old Lola asked me, "Mama, have you ever met the devil?"
Abstractedly I muttered, "No, I don't think so."
Lola instantly erupted. "ALL THOSE TIMES I TOLD YOU I AM THE DEVIL? AND YOU DIDN'T BELIEVE ME?"