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After work I picked up Truman at his friend Ethan’s house. When I got there, Tru and Ethan and their friends Emma and Mykel were having a little jam session. Tru was on drums, Ethan on the trumpet, Emma on some kind of whistle and Mykel on guitar. It was caucaphonolicious. When they were done, [...]

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Had some pals over for dinner Saturday night. Predictably, the conversation devolved, as it is wont to do, into “guy talk.” Love it.

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Do you know,
I would quietly slip
from the loud circle,
When first I know
the pale stars are blooming.
Ways will I elect
that seldom any tread,
In the pale ev’ning meadows.
And no dream but this:
You come too.
Rainer Maria Rilke, ‘Do You Know’
I post this every few years. Amy and I had this printed on our wedding something-or-other. The last line [...]

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Today Truman got a little frustrated that I wouldn’t read to him on command. So he said he wanted to learn to read. We sat down for a few minutes and worked through some stuff. He’s not bad at reading the letters and sounding things out. “Elastigirl” might be his favorite word.
Well, anyway, this evening [...]

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