a memory like an elephant.

back in june 2010,

brooke and i

took maddy to the

santa monica pier for

a day of fun.

it didn’t start

off too well

because madeline’s

forehead took a direct

hit when a pigeon

flew over her.

direct hit from a seagull.

damn birds.

getting cleaned up.

almost clean.

(she was calm throughout, and didn’t seem to mind, unlike brooke and me).

so why am

i bringing this

up today?

well, because maddy did.

this morning.

on the way

to daycare.

7 months after

it happened…

“daddy, what’s that on the window?”

she said, pointing

at the big

spot on my windshield.

“that’s bird poop, maddy.”

she laughed pretty hard

when she heard

me say poop.

but then she

got serious.

very serious.

“daddy, i need to wear a hat so that birds don’t poop on me in santa monica, okay?”

now, i’ve maybe

mentioned this once

or twice since the

day it happened,

and i wasn’t even

talking to her…

she may have

overheard my conversation

with someone else.

i haven’t

mentioned in at

least 5 months

and i never mention

the santa monica part.

but she remembers

that a

bird shit on

her and that

it happened in

santa monica.

i had no

idea that a

forehead covered in

pigeon shit would

make such a

big impression on her.

i mean,

i can’t believe

she can remember

that moment.

but i guess

i’ll never forget about

the time a

pigeon shit on

me when i was

in the

jardin de luxembourg

in paris in 1999.

the big difference?

i was 21

when it happened

to me.

she was a few

months past 2

when it happened

to her.

i can only

hope that when

she gets older that

isn’t her first

memory of her

early childhood.

but i’m betting it

will be.

wait…

on second thought,

that’s a pretty

awesome first memory.

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