Jack helped Kate draw a picture today. "I drew the outline, but she drew the face...see?" Two eyes and a line for a mouth, in one of Jack's little stick figures. It was a Kate all right.
Jack made a Hiccup the Vikings and a Toothless the dragon out of playdough, and snuck them up to his room to dry out forever.
We played at the playground; Jack climbed up something he normally doesn't climb up, and was proud; Kate walked across the shaky bridge by herself, and was proud. "Look, Daddy, I did it!" she said. The first time I helped her, but then a little later she went back and did it on her own.
The kids ran around the backyard and I sat at the table in the sun and was happy.
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A while back I became a writer. In January 2005 I became a Dad. Shortly after that I started this blog thing. And here we are.
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