“I L-I-K-E Y-O-U” is what I was starting to write on CC’s arm with my finger; except that my finger started to write “I L-I-C-K Y-O-U.” And the thing is, SHE KNEW what was coming BEFORE I wrote it. My finger started writing “I-L-I-C-” and she said: “I LICK YOU, I knew you were going to write that.” And I, because even I didn’t know till my finger started writing it, I said, “But how did you know??” and she said: “I just knew. You are so odd.”

Well. At least the BABY seems to appreciate the higgledy-piggledy songs, the hubbudy-bubbudy songs, and the stories of the Hurkish taxi driver who came to Australia with no more than a sock and twenty-two Hurkish cents.