Random Fionn Moment

[lapsedmodernist]

When we were on the train to Berlin a few weeks ago, a child seated in the seat ahead of us started eating a giant lollipop. Fionn immediately said: "I smell something! I smell something sweet!" I was like, oh no, because then he would want a lollipop, and I don't have one, and we don't give him lollipops in general, but as right at that moment we were passing a river, he asked "mama, is that sweet smell the river?" I saw a way out, and was, like, "yes!" BUT I was short-sighted, because fifteen and twenty minutes later, as the river was left far behind, Fionn kept saying "I still smell the river! I can still smell the river, mama!" And then I had to confess to him that it wasn't actually the river, it was another child's candy.

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[nunofthat.livejournal.com]

he asked "mama, is that sweet smell the river?"

I love this.

It also confirms that you are not raising him in America!

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

It also confirms that you are not raising him in America!

Ha! I didn't even think of that. But yes, the river here, although not clean enough to swim in, doesn't smell as foul as, say, the East River, much as I love it.

[boobirdsfly.livejournal.com]

That is so awesome.

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

:)

[olamina.livejournal.com]

nice try mom!!

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

I know, right? Caught in my own web of lies!