I wrote or at least started a couple dozen entries I never actually got around to posting when I was in Coch. Most of the time this was because I thought they were too angsty and/or were more for stream-of-consciousness processing than public viewing... But I just found this one that I wrote in October... and it's about as far as you could get from angsty. No idea why I never posted it, so, fun for now... Blast from Bolivia!
I reach to pick Nena (age 10) up. She starts to hop into my arms like normal, but instead of sitting on my hip she throws her legs over my left arm, so I'm holding her carry-over-the-threshold style.
"Soy Blanca Nieva!" (I am Snow White- which we'd watched the night before).
"Oh... entonces, soy" (Then, I'm...), I can't remember the word for prince- "El Rey?" (The King?)
"Príncipe."
"Oh, sí. Príncipe."
She dramatically faints in my arms, a lá Snow White post-apple. I plant a big "beso mágico" (magical kiss) on her cheek and her eyes flutter open as she comes back to life!!!! She gives a gleeful gasp, flings her arms around my neck in gratitude, then jumps down and we hold hands and happily skip down the stairs.
"Soy Blanca Nieva!" (I am Snow White- which we'd watched the night before).
"Oh... entonces, soy" (Then, I'm...), I can't remember the word for prince- "El Rey?" (The King?)
"Príncipe."
"Oh, sí. Príncipe."
She dramatically faints in my arms, a lá Snow White post-apple. I plant a big "beso mágico" (magical kiss) on her cheek and her eyes flutter open as she comes back to life!!!! She gives a gleeful gasp, flings her arms around my neck in gratitude, then jumps down and we hold hands and happily skip down the stairs.
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