The Things We Have Now
She calls at ten a.m.
I want to talk about school. How she’s doing, what she’s learning.
She entertains my wishes only momentarily, then gives me her meter reading.
I say the number back to her and write it down.
She asks about her snack.
I tell her what it is.
She asks, What did you pack for three o’clock?
I tell her that too.
Can I switch them? she asks.
Of course, I say, you can switch them.
We talk again at noon. I ask is she having a good day.
She says that she is and gives me her number.
I write it down. She wants to get back to lunch and her friends, I can tell. I figure her dose and tell it to her and let her go.
At three she calls once more. How are you feeling? I ask.
Good, she says merrily and I believe her.
How was your day?
Good. Daddy? she says before I can say anything more.
Yes dear? I answer.
Tomorrow can you pack beef jerky?