Rorschach Pride

Spilled and dried roofing tar on the sidewalk outside our playground.



Unprompted, Boo shouts, “Look, two deer!”

It takes me a while to catch on, but eventually I see them. “Nice observation, Boo!” I encourage, pridefully.

“Daddy! I’m not Boo!” she protests.

A pause.

“I’m Dorothy!”

Oh, crap, I forgot. Do you see it?

I’ll give you a hint: the pig on the leash is named Toto.