August 30, 2005
When Keith came home today, I was telling him all about the news stories I've been reading about New Orleans, and started drawing him a little map of New Orleans' elevation above sea level versus the height of the levees holding back Lake Pontchartrain and the sea. In the middle of this Zeke came in and tried to interrupt, but we told him firmly that Mommy and Daddy were talking and that he needed to wait until we were done. So I finish drawing my little graph, talking all the time about levees and sandbags and flooding, and Keith says it's very interesting, and we have to stop Zeke from interrupting us like two more times during this, but then finally it is Zeke's turn to talk. He just wanted Daddy to read him a story or something, so they traipsed off down the hall together.
Keith came back a few minutes later and resumed chatting with me. Then Zeke came down the hall, waving a piece of paper that I realized was my hand-drawn map of New Orleans. He very seriously showed it to us, pointed at one of the lines, and said, "Look! This is where we have to put the sandbags so that the river does not go into the city!"
What can I say? Zeke likes maps.
Posted by Jan at August 30, 2005 11:45 PM