Tuesday, March 27, 2007

dear dad (3),


hi dad,
it's me, tayloe. gangsta lean!
i have something very exciting to tell you. here goes.
today mom and i were getting ready for me to take a bath. we called all the bath turtles and the yellow duck together and while i was getting undressed i got really curious about what they were doing in the water without me, so i reached up to the edge of the tub and pulled myself up to my feet and peered over.
i saw the turtles and the duck swimming around and i got excited and turned around to tell mom and then i fell over.
mom said i really had to slow down, at least until friday when poppy gets here. she said there's no way she has the brain to figure out lowering the crib and even if she can do it she doesn't want to because of The Great Weenie Man Wagon Debacle of Early March 2007.
how are you? is africa very hot? will you bring me a drum? or a shaker?
mom is fine. i am being good and trying very hard to be independent, but sometimes it's hard (see below).


i'll be happy when you're home again because you make mom and me laugh. what i love about us today is that we're a family. what do you love about us today?
ok. bye.
love,
little tayloe

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

gotta love it...little guy has been in LA for 8 months and already knows how to throw a few gang signs around. westside reprezent!

so we are in kampala, uganda today. an amazingly difficult place that i couldnt even begin to describe. the poverty here is severe. people crammed into slums and the sight and smell of raw sewage permeating everything. if the tetanus doesnt kill you the malaria will.

i did visit an aids clinic called TASO that does amazing work and was very inspirational--they have something like 20,000 people on aids vaccines.

days like this make it hard to sleep. while i'm in a comfy bed, with white linen sheets and a/c. hundreds of thousands of people are just outside my door sleeping in the putrid muddy streets trying to make it through another night. we should all thank our lucky stars every day that we were not born unto these conditions...our pansy asses would never make it.

i love you guys. be well. good luck w your job interview sweetie. love to everyone.

jte