The other evening, Nem (10yo this writing) came and dropped on the couch next to me, sprawled out.
Nem: So, how was your day?
Me: Good.
Nem: Good, good. You know, it’s all about dem Bears.
She gently karate chops my arm as she repeats a word three times:
Nem: Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah. That’s the secret. It’s all about dem Bears.
She again karate chops my arm with each word.
Nem: Hii-yaa, hii-yaa–I mean–hurrah–
I laugh. She laughs.
Nem: It’s all about dem Bears. Hurrah, Hii-yaa, hurrah. Hii-yaa, hii-yaa, hii-yah!


![Note 1: Please, let us know your'e leaving before exiting your dwelling. [I don't know who wrote that note. I'll ask my kids, and leave it a mystery to you.] Note 2: Dear Moma, I love you as much as a baby bunny, but please don't forget the hats. Love, [Nem-nem].](http://home.ussins.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/Notes-on-the-door-from-Ussins-front-door-notes-1-and-2-291x436.jpg)

![Transcribed: Dear Moma, I love you as much as a baby bunny, but please don't forget the hats. Love, [Nem-nem].](http://home.ussins.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/Notes-on-the-door-from-Ussins-front-door-note-2-436x291.jpg)



















































