Isaac fantasizes about handling pretty much everything with a gun. A couple weeks ago we were walking in our local park, which is under construction and which was blighted by broken glass. (It always is blighted by broken glass, by the way, and I

1) read the New York Times for hours, sentence after sentence, story after story 2) drink tea, without interruption, while it's still hot 3) take a long nature walk with the dog, walking briskly all the while, without coaxing/dragging/carrying a no

On Friday Isaac went to the dentist and had his two small cavities filled. I had to wait outside in the waiting room, so I don't really know what all went on in there. But I can say that when I was being brought back in, I asked the lady "How did he

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