May 31st, 1983

[port_keyed]

For the first time in... well, a really long time, neither myself nor Ali are scheduled to work at all this weekend. Of course, anything is apt to change, but unless it does, we are going to make it a family weekend. Outings (the weather is finally cooperating), perhaps a meal out... I do know for sure that we're spending some time on Sunday with

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[off_the_clock]

There is no way he's two.

[port_keyed]

I refuse to believe that.

[off_the_clock]

He's not allowed any more birthdays, all right?

[port_keyed]

Yep. Because that means we're old, otherwise.