Category: Journal
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I broke my favorite coffee mug this morning. I tripped on a cord (I think, it all happened so fast). I dropped the mug on the pavement outside of the garage. It shattered into large chunky pieces. Being a dad makes me have to think through how to instruct children through the processes that I…
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Imogen will be in 4th grade, Margo in 1st starting this Wednesday, August 20. The end of summer is a sad time. There is always another summer but next summer the kids will be older and less “ours” and more “their own” and that is good but that is also sad, so I am sad…
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I was conflicted while watching Imogen’s soft-lit face yesterday during the Black River High School production of Momma Mia. The production was just that, a high school production—mostly enjoyed by a very gracious audience wanting to cheer them on. There were some talented kids—one or two standout kids could really act and could maybe be…
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Imogen being chauffeured to gymnastics.
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Margo has been leaving notes back to us in her lunch box. Within all her wildness and strong will is also an incredibly sweet and caring kid.
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Working on a better parts organization for the garage workshop: I bought some bulk drawer sliders so I can pick through the bins with one hand and don’t need to pull the bin and place it on a surface to open it. More to come.
