Thursday, April 2, 2009
The other day we spent the afternoon at the Children's Hall, the amazing government-subsidized multi-story play space near school where the boys usually make weapons in the wood shop, then run around a big maze or go to the mats to throw exercise balls or hula hoops at each other until it's time to go home for dinner. This time was different. This time we went to the library on the 6th floor, and the boys disappeared into the stacks. After e-puttering around for a while on my iphone, I went to find them, and here they were, sitting quietly at a table reading Doraemon comic books. This went on for about 20 minutes. But what did they do with the real Conor and Dylan?