Rain Forest
We sat in the mall courtyard. Hannah sprawled side-saddle in her chair, leaning comfortably, facing the fountain, calm in the receeding warmth of the afternoon. Gabriel jumped across nearby rock features. Both were decked out in fancy clothes for the recently-completed family pictures.
Gabriel came over to me, looking overly serious in his dress shirt and silvery vest. "Dad, I'm going to practice my lines."
"Okay."
Gabriel walked away from me. His back still to me, he gesticulated as he spoke aloud. He was the rain forest. The rain forest was he. The rain forest needed help. Gabriel needed help. Please save the rain forest.
He practiced his well-memorized lines for a few minutes, then returned to skipping from rock to rock. Hannah squirmed in her chair a bit. The fountain was now competing with Hannah's need to move or to go potty (similar signs, though Hannah has shown great control in using the potty over the last few days).
My ever-present triple latte in hand, we all headed back to the photo studio to pick up our photos. I'm sure some of those pictures, given that they gave us the CD, will appear here shortly ;-).
-- Dad
Corrected "learning" to "leaning" this afternoon.... - Dad
