Pascal, Katie and the kids
Sophie (right) and I were making a circle of her plastic array of animals, insects, and automobiles - setting up for a game she has yet to explain to me, whereupon Adele (left) walks up and taps Sophie on the head with the beak of a small plastic airplane.
That wasn't very nice, Adele. Sophie says. Matter-of-factly.
Adele steps back, ruminating over having being chastised, pondering her next strategic maneuver.
She advances once more, taps Sophie again with the plane, and then kisses her on the head. Loud smack.
The absurdist play that is Pascal's Children. I hope they never grow old. (well maybe I do)
That wasn't very nice, Adele. Sophie says. Matter-of-factly.
Adele steps back, ruminating over having being chastised, pondering her next strategic maneuver.
She advances once more, taps Sophie again with the plane, and then kisses her on the head. Loud smack.
The absurdist play that is Pascal's Children. I hope they never grow old. (well maybe I do)
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