Lisa flew back home to Germany last weekend. Dashiell doesn’t quite understand that she’s gone forever and not just at a friend’s house; we had Grandma Beverly here right after she left, so that helped delay the disappointment.
When D and I talk about field trips we might embark upon, like going on the bus, or on the train, he likes to list the names of the people who must accompany him. He has done this for some months and it is very cute, because he names everyone with his tone ending on an up note, like a question waiting for confirmation. “Lisa” is still on these lists. But today he thought twice about it when he named her, and then he shook his head with regret and said, no, no Lisa…[Not a valid template]