It’s Not All Mary Poppins


Nigel, two-and-a-half, sits on my floor, playing with one of Emma’s shoes. (Because there are no toys around here, oh no.)

He looks up at me, his blue eyes wide in the luminous ivory of his face, his face which is ringed with blond curls.

“Mary? Mary, eventually we will go to the park?”

Stephen and I exchange glances. Stephen looks down at Nigel, says with great gravity.

“Eventually, Nigel. Eventually, but not inevitably.”


Nigel returns to the shoe.

August 9, 2007 Posted by | Nigel, the things they say! | 6 Comments