A week at the lovely Plum Village in France. You weren't sure who Thich Nhat Hahn was, but when you saw his face all over the place, you smiled with glee and uttered with affection, as though meeting a kindred spirit: "monkey."
Nice for all of us to get loved up by the Sisters while attempting to practice mindfulness.
When neither of us adults could figure out how to get the industrial sized tp roll onto the holder (oh how we tried to yank the holder off the wall of our little cabin bathroom, but we could not figure it out to save our mindful minds), we defaulted to you, oh king of the Legos. In you walked to the bathroom, took one look at the thing and pulled it out on the first try. You even figured out how to insert the roll quicker than we could.
"The problem with you Buddhists Brothers and Sisters," you said, "is you're too darn gentle with everything."
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