Trekhprudny Lane

I think my favorite song in the whole world is The Strokes' "Barely Legal." Nonsensical, but somehow affirming. Play it at my funeral, please. Possibly also the track from Kate Bush's double album that features only flutes playing birdlike twitters. It always brings the kittens running, their oversized ears turning left and right like those big whirling satellite dishes on airfields. Love that.

Yesterday, sewing circle conversation turned on the improvement that kindergarten brings to rowdy toddlers (the need for "socialization," etc.). I am still not convinced that EB needs to go as early as January, though. Is there no other way for her to learn not to shove Lula and snatch her toys? Can she not learn that from me and from Lena?

Lula walked a few steps yesterday for the first time. Three months earlier than EB did.