Ooohoo, parents get to go on dates in the mornings.
That reminds me of Laura Ingalls Wilder's saying: The poor get their ice in the winter. The rich get their ice in the summer.
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| at parks, in the midst of deep philosophizing |
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| der Weg ist das Ziel |
After getting lots of little things done that we had put off for days, weeks, months, even more than a year, we parted ways and I took Theodore and Henry to swimming class, even though it was raining enough we could have taken a dip in some of the deeper puddles in the street. It was pretty though.
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Sartre has some strong opinions
See how wet their hair is before we even get to the pool |
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| rain drops near and far |
All in all a pretty fun little day.
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