Halfway down the Danube

A whole universe fits into my head

One reason why I couldn't wait for Alan to speak was that I wanted to know what was going on in his little head. Slowly now, as he gets more and more words, this world is unfolding. Mostly, it consists of simple urges like "nani!" (cuddle with me!), "lata!" (chocolate, and pronto!) or "Mine!" (and don't even think about touching this, OK?).

Sometimes, though, he surprises us. In our front yard, there are two manholes with manhole covers. Don't ask me what they are for, I have no idea. Today, Alan was outside, impatiently waiting for his Dad to get his shoes on so that they could take their customary stroll to the construction on Calea Dorobanti. He stomped around, discovered the manholes and stamped his foot on one of them for a moment. Then, he looked up and shouted: "Daddy! BIG plug!"