A week ago, Child the Younger graduated from 8th grade. I flew to New York two Saturdays ago, headed down on Sunday to the town where the children's mother lives, spent the week there, doing fun stuff with the kids (the Indiana Jones movie is bubblegumalicious), watched Child the Younger go through the exercises, went back up to New York last Saturday, and flew back Sunday night.
I'm still jet-lagged. I have two kids in high school. I'm not sure which is a greater signal that I'm getting old.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
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