Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Reflections from the Backseat
Somewhere in Culver City:
M: Devin, how do you write your name?
M: Look Devin. I wrote “I love you Devin.”
(Devin’s response is sort of a chuckle/grunt.)
M: Devin, if you want to copy it, you could change the last part to Maiya. If you want to.
D: No, thank you.
On the freeway:
M: Look Devin. I made a drawing of me giving you a dog.
D: That’s not a dog!
M: Yes it is! It is a dog!
D: Well it doesn’t look like one.
M: Devin. It’s not about fighting. It’s about peace. Right Mommy?
J: Yes, it is about peace.
M: Devin we are very baddest friends. Why do we always have ploblems?
D: We don’t always have problems. Some times we are very good friends to each other.
M: That’s true. But sometimes we fight.
Still later on San Pedro Street:
M: Mommy, what are you doing?
J: Exercising (to Rockett & Zoe's CD - Black Eyed Peas).
M: It looks like you’re dancing. Devin, let’s dance.
D: I don’t want to dance. Maiya, stop it! Don’t pin me! (Teasing him with hair clip.)
J: Maiya, Devin says he doesn’t want to dance, please don’t bother him with your hairclip. He doesn’t have to dance if he doesn’t want to.
M: But I saw him dance in his seat a little bit twice.
On First Street:
D: Maiya, I think the shop owners will think that we are brother and sister.
M: No! They can’t see us. The windows are (unintelligible).
D: No they’re not. They can see us.
M: Oh no, not another ploblem.
Turning in to parking lot:
M: Devin, what do you think Ms. Yumiko will say about my sparkly headband?
D: (Unintelligible) Jenni, look at my fighter plane. It has fire coming out the back!
J: Wow, that’s a great fighter plane. Ok, here we are. Everyone get your things together. Let’s take a picture of your drawings. (See above.)