objects and attention

I know the difference between a wubbanub, a pacimal and a bunny by the bay. I don't know why that seems like a telling detail in my life exactly, but it does. Maybe because it's part of the vast hidden world of parenthood that I never knew existed before. Maybe because now that I have another whole person to consume for, I'm feeling crazy consumerist, especially since he doesn't ask for anything, except food and sleep and smiles, yet I'm always on the lookout for things.