play mode 24/7

10/29/25

I realized that everything baby does, even the kind of annoying things, I find deeply funny – just everything. Today it’s only noon and I’ve laughed my hardest two times because of him. The first time, he found a bunch of USB drives and was pretending to plug them into the couch and wall and random places and pretending a video game popped up when he did and he was inside of the game and was running and jumping, it was so crazy. And the second time was just now, I’m in my room and just looked to my right and I could see his little butt sticking up in the air in his room where he keeps saying he’s microwaving a chicken or something, playing with his toy microwave on the floor. I love all the halts and pauses and stutters and absurd phrases that come out of his mouth as he’s trying to learn the language. As someone who loves words and poetry, it’s a special joy to me to see him playing with and grasping and understanding words. I love when I hear him say stuff that no grown-up would ever say or could ever think of. Which happens a lot. his mind is just in play mode all the time. when I look at him lately, I’m usually thinking one of two things: 1. how must it feel to always be in your imagination, 24/7, with no responsibilities? or 2. I can’t believe how beautiful this boy is, who grew from a tiny seed and developed and lived inside my belly. I can’t believe this wonder came from me. He’ll be explaining what a certain villian does, or asking for a toy, and i’ll just be staring into his face, thinking these things. 

10/30/25

“but do you know I love saliva? I want saliva for dinner every day.” – Hunter