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Home again, home again

Tage and I got home from Stockholm on Saturday afternoon, to no-one’s greater relief than Tage’s own. He loved the planes, trains, and automobiles, but when we weren’t actually in the act of travel, his most oft-repeated words were, “I want to go home,” “I want to go to Daddy,” “I want to go to… Read More Home again, home again

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Brief update

Lately I’ve been bad about posting regularly, but I just haven’t had much to say. It’ll be at least a few more days before I make a “real” post, since I’m on the way out of town to spend some time with a friend who’s had some very bad news, and don’t anticipate writing while… Read More Brief update

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Vignettes

This afternoon I mentioned to Lydia that the baby’s kicks were so hard that they actually hurt me. She made concerned face and entreated me earnestly, “No matter what it does, don’t let it out!” * * * * * * When it was getting close to dinnertime, I went into the living room and… Read More Vignettes

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Friday

Most of the time I think that I having Olof work from home is a great thing for our family, but there’s a downside, too. Of course, working in an office wouldn’t guarantee that he worked 9-5 days, but it would probably mean that he wouldn’t work until sunrise the way he has the past… Read More Friday