elie has seen two bears in the past week. first we saw one heading up the mountain in the rattlesnake wilderness on sunday. it was far enough away that we could watch it move, watch it as it lazily, sexily sauntered around, brown fur and fat gently swaying from it's middle. yesterday as we did our loop through greenough park, watching the green leaves turn to yellow, yapping with dad and lucy, mama spotted a big, brown, furry thing drinking from the creek. lucy looked interested. mom started to speed up. "um...bear...honey...that's a bear," i whispered, trying to remember what the hell you are supposed to do when you see a bear. i put both hands on eliana who was strapped to my chest and walked incredibly quickly down the path. at which point i realized dad and lucy were still loitering -were they trying to approach the bear? had dad decided to just be done with it and sacrifice lucy and all her unexplainable ailments to the higher powers of nature? or dad was trying to stalk the bear in preparation for some super heroic big daddy moment. whatever the case, we high tailed out of there. what kind of life will this little girl have, bears hanging out in the yard, eating the apples on the grass, just trying to do their thing?
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