Ella has recently began acting like a dog, crawling on all fours, barking, and occasionally eating from her cereal bowl like a hungry canine. I encourage this because 1. its funny 2. its a part of creative development to explore animal behavior; they call it Animal Essence in grad school, and 3. anything that gets her to eat is fine by me. The picture to the left shows what our little pup sniffed out on the bottom shelf of the grocery store, stocked right where a toddler can see and grab hold of the boxed high fructose corn syrup. A toddlers grasp is fierce and usually accompanied by an ear piercing scream. Ella's scream was deafened compared to the brilliant callousness of turning my two year old into a consumer. Her buddies Mickey, Dora and the sagely Pooh walking the the bottom shelf prostituting the idea to kids imagination and happiness can be packaged and sold cheaply, with
the aid of government subsidized corn of course. I suppose any valuable insight must end with a confession. Ultimately its my fault for allowing her to get so intimate with animated friends. I;m going to cut down her TV time as soon as I get my statement of teaching philosophy hammered out, work some more on my short story, prepare dinner, wash breakfast dishes, vacuum, search for teaching jobs....the raisins were across the aisle on the third and fourth shelf, at an appropriately ignorable height for toddlers...and me.
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