Category Archives: Snapshots

Selective Memories

Here’s something I’d like to remember:

Milo, in overalls, aged 2-and-a-half, watching a garden snail, waiting with his chin resting on the bench to see if it will peek out of its shell. ¬†When it does and its eyestalks tentatively extend, he waves at it and says, in a conversational tone, “Hi.”

Here’s something I’d like to forget:

Walking into the bathroom to find Milo scrubbing the toilet bowl with my toothbrush.