July 23, 2011
“Nobody played with me all day,” he says as I’m lying with him at bedtime. Sometimes he may be right, because of the nature of what was on our agenda that day or simply because he opted for solo activities instead. Sometimes, however, it sounds like an exaggeration at best and a slap in the [...]
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May 22, 2011
Emma: Mama! Me: What? Julian: What Mama? Emma: [something incomprehensible, at the same time Julian was speaking] Me: What is it Emma? [attempt to clarify who I am talking to and get her to repeat herself] Julian: It’s not Emma, it’s me Julian. Me [to Julian]: I’m not talking to you, I’m talking to your [...]
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