D. returned from Okinawa, and my spirit is unmistakably lifted. I remember years ago an early teenage platonic girlfriend sort of broke up with me in a note. We had been inseparable as high school freshmen, drawing comics and making scrap books for each other. She said in the note something to the effect that she didn't want to depend so much on
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I did work with this woman who had EIGHT kids. Why? Because she "loved to be pregnant." She worked for $8/hr. in a kitchen supply store alongside me. She was nice enough, but I thought she was being a bit delusional in her ability to provide for her kids.
I'm glad you and D. are reunited though! I might be down here in the south for a few more months then previously thought, and I can't wait to return home and see my lovely redhead.
:)
Do what makes you happy!
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Must have been destined to have you write such a fun, touching and as usual, laugh out loud rendition of babies and parenting as I sit out on the deck catching up with the melifluous one on Father's day.
I read your "babies" to Gail so we both could find pleasure in our nieces unique and ever clever world view.
Much love, Favorite uncle Paul
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