Scene: Late afternoon, in a cafeteria, after eating, in the line to pay and leave. In a small town in central NC, a textile industry town of modest socioeconomic interest. This town is the halfway point between my parents' house and mine, and we frequently meet at this cafeteria to do a grandchild dropoff or pickup procedure. Today, we were picking
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Also, Noah is a screwball, albeit an endearing screwball.
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It turns out having children, no matter your personal philosophy on childrearing, is good for a few minutes of conversation, but sometimes it takes on a competitive timbre. I guess that might be true of the profession thing as well, but so far I've always been the omega dog in that regard.
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