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foggy saturday

It was very dark and hard to see. But not inside. These guys were doing their usual chair rides.  Working the other chair:  Here’s John, trusty dog in hand. Jay cut a new trail into the woods.  They were enthusiastic.  This beautiful urchin was hanging from my pants leg.  And this one was with his […]

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thirty-two

 “I’m fine with him opening beer with his teeth for now…after all they’re just baby teeth. Also its true I like sweatpants, the cool breeze of any open fridge, and a beer within reach at all times…so its true I find a home there for hours most days.” Okay, this was on facebook and I

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grandparents

Here’s a picture of my dad and John out on the patio last summer. My parents were good parents, very good–pleasant, safe, reliable, patient, completely decent people. But they are absolutely spectacular grandparents.  I think it’s because as grandparents they cut loose in a way parents can not. They’re extravagant with these kids in every

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the genes we share

Tonight I was at school conferences with James. We were not in bathing suits. It’s become cold! We had on sweaters. We met his teachers. They all are personable and positive, in general and also specifically about James and the classes. This is all good. I talked to a couple of Maria’s teachers too, and

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