What I miss

I realized today that what I miss when he’s in Denmark (or Bangalore, or Mumbai, or London, or Seoul, or Canberra, or even West Kingston) goes beyond the usual. Beyond the help with dinner, cleaning up, caring for Zoe. It goes beyond the household chores that two people share when they live together. (Although I do miss his help around the house.  Let’s not dilute that message too much.)

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Festive underneath

I talked to M this morning.  He and Zoe chatted about how excited she was today because (warning: double whammy ahead) it was Pajama Day and Babaloo Day.  Pajama Day is, well, pretty self-explanatory.  Babaloo is an entertainer who comes in once a year for an all-school assembly.  He farts and throws toilet paper all around and blows bubbles and does other things that preschoolers find incredibly hilarious.

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