Monday, November 06, 2006


Will the list of things these kids need to learn never end? Just when I think I’ve got a grasp of it all – how to walk, use a toilet, talking, using a fork – something new, something seemingly simple, pops up. Tonight, S said, “Who is Elvis?” Who is Elvis? I never thought about that. I guess I just assumed people were born with the knowledge of Elvis Presley, that it was as innate as breathing or blinking or, in our family, talking. She even lives in Memphis. I’m 36 and have never known life without EP. I suppose it’s time to ramp up the teaching to cover all of the basics before they’re out of the house, and on their own for good, so they don’t embarrass their mother and me in social situations. What’s next? What is that movie The Godfather about?