Serene loves mashed peas, but Zooey can’t really stand them unless she’s sautéd a minced clove of garlic to mix in first.
Baron sneaks a pocketful of sand into the house again. Zooey likes to think that he got the rascal gene from her side of the family.
Zooey looks at Blank as he babbles and plays on the carpet. She raises her fingers into a rectangular frame like a director and thinks, “Will his head always be that pointy?”
Little Zips always pees in the bathtub. “Boys!” laughs Zooey, and wrinkles her nose.
Zooey absentmindedly rubs Lasso’s velveteen overall strap against her cheek, humming a tune that came to her in a dream.
Florizel has learned that “no” is an option when answering Zooey. She just hopes that one day she’ll be able to impress upon him the importance of saying “yes” to new experiences.
Zooey leaves some crayons in the dryer–she forgot that Ginger likes to keep them buttoned up in her shirt breast pocket like Daddy’s pencils! Ginger cries to see her clothes ruined, but Zooey just grabs the whole art bucket and laughs, “What else can we melt?”
“Cookie sprinkles are nature’s glitter,” Zooey tells Oli, licking her fingers.
Zooey has been agonizing for hours about how to tell Riv’s baby yoga teacher that he’s just not a fan of Iyengar.
Zooey largely regrets the decision to put Willow in cloth diapers but swears she’ll carry that secret to her grave.
