March 14th, 2007

The Family That Listens Together

We just got home from school, after a stop at the store. Skylar immediately sat down at her computer, now freshly appointed with the larger flat-panel monitor that had been sitting unused for too long. I went to pick out a CD, something that would sustain me in my imminent floor scrubbing, and picked one of my all-time favorite "comfort" albums, The Byrds' Never Before, a collection of the band's rarities. I walked into the kitchen to put her salmon under the broiler and she turned to me and said, "Thanks for putting this on for me, dad." At first, I didn't register what she meant, since I'd been absorbed in the tasks at hand. But then I realized that, because "Mr. Tambourine Man" was playing, she had assumed that I'd selected it on her behalf. And that makes me very, very happy.