Read the kids Good Night, Little Bear tonight. It was an old favorite that we pulled out because our movie had some scary parts. We laughed and smiled at all the same scenes, squeezed into Kate's bed. Jack remarked how he used to not know that Papa Bear knew Little Bear was on his shoulders all along. And we laughed.
Then I tucked them both in and turned out the lights, came downstairs and read old blogs, and thought about them being little.
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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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