years ago, jon's friend served in the philippines
and brought this little buddha back for him.
we have him on a ledge above our kitchen counter.
sometimes when asha is whining i steal mauralee's
line and tell her to breath like buddha
-in through your nose, out through your mouth-
today, she really wanted to get in the cupboard under the sink,
and when she couldn't open it, she started to whine.
i looked down at her and asked,
"ashy, what does buddha do?
she pointed up at him,
puckered her lips
and blew out.
she amazes me!