bookmark_borderG is for Goose

I walk to work these days so I don’t get to interact with my fellow citizens on the TTC anymore. I’m okay with that.

However, today I went to visit my my doctor which necessitated a trip on the subway.

And on the subway, I saw a woman “flashcarding” her baby. Apparently G is for Goose and L is for Lemon — she was not flashing the cards in order which will no doubt screw the kid up in the spelling department. Nonetheless, it was — I suppose — a learning moment.

Questions:

  1. At what age can little humans focus their eyes?
  2. If my parents flashed me with numbers, would I use Excel better today?

bookmark_borderGiant walk-in closets?

It was unseasonably warm last week and several crazy people were out and about in shorts, sun dresses and flip-flops. No doubt they were delirious with joy that it was 13°C.

But what I don’t get is how did they get their summer stuff out so fast?

My summer clothes are in a box and they only come out when my sweaters get put away. It’s a two-step process necessitated by the size of my home.

Do all those people have giant walk-in closets or what?