chicagodads

As far as babies go, I like to think that mine is special. Poised, observant, happy, brilliant. She knows when to speak and when to hold her tongue. And, of course, she’ll make lots and lots of friends and money (neither having to do with generating the other). So, I didn’t think much of the fact that we were going to take her to a community development meeting (”In this corner, the greedy developers who have no sense of community!” Cue “Hisssssssss” and “Traitor!”).

Long story to make short, I arrived late. She was in her stroller and I must have excited her because she started to make noise. Looking around the room, I was surprised that we were the 1) the youngest ones there and 2) the only ones with kids in attendance. Mostly everyone was white and could speak English well. Except Joss, I suppose. But she has blond hair and blue eyes, so I guess that makes up for her not knowing the language so well…

After a little bit of placating her in the meeting room, it became evident that she would be a little too noisy for that meeting. And since the ground rules clearly stated that you could only speak if you have read the whole copy of the project plan (which neither of us had on such short notice, of course. Wink, wink), I took her out to the main library for a stroll.

This library is nice. A little on the smallish side, but definitely cozy and kind of homey. A friend’s husband’s firm built it and the idea, she said, is that because they live a block away, they want that library to last well into the grandchildren’s era. Don’t know exactly how well it was constructed, per se, but it does seem to be kept up pretty well.

I’ll finish the rest of the story (with pix as soon as I learn how to upload them onto my computery thingymabob) tomorrow.

And, yes, the developers are actually, well… not bad, per se. Maybe clueless and harmful and full of themselves would be a better way of putting it.

Did I say “per se” twice in three paragraphs?

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