Twice today, once coming home from Panera this morning and one after returning home from the movie, Kate has asked my permission to work in the yard, to wear a cap, and to use her clippers. As always, I said yes to each of these. Both times, she looked at me like I never let her do these things. It is intriguing to me that she does this without my ever denying her.
The sign language intrigues me. When she asks to work outside, she points to herself and then to outside. When she asks about the clippers, moves her index and middle fingers like scissors. I understand these without problems. There are other time when I can’t understand what she means. That frustrates her. That tickles me since I think I should be the one who is frustrated.
