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When We Were Wee

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I wish I’d appreciated how good I had it when I was a kid. No work, no bills, summer vacation. It’s true: Youth is wasted on the young. I spent most of my long, uneventful summer days wishing I had something to “do.” I can’t remember much of what I did to pass the time then, but
here are a few things I do recall:

  • Days spent reading next to the pool or curled up in the recliner.
  • Watching far too many episodes of “Saved By the Bell.”
  • Riding bikes down to Frost’s store after we got our allowances and stocking up on candy. Mine was always gone by the end of the day.
  • Riding bikes up and down and up and down and up and down the road, making sure to pedal as fast as we could past the “ninja house.” (Yeah, I don’t know.)
  • Motorcycle rides with Dad.
  • Blue raspberry freezes at The Freezer (and the accompanying post-freeze blue-tongue syndrome).
  • Mongolian beef, sizzling rice soup and “red pop” at Forbidden City.
  • Playing in the pool — floating around, diving for golf balls, Marco Polo …
  • Cookouts with the fam.

    It’s been a long time since I had a summer like that. But “strange things are afoot at the Circle K.” We’re moving at the end of June, and we’ll sort of be hobos until August. I know it won’t be quite the same, but I’m so looking forward to it. There will be, I hope, reading by the pool (and floating and diving and maybe even Marco Polo) and bike rides and motorcycle rides. I might have a blue raspberry freeze, I will certainly have sizzling rice soup and mongolian beef. And this time around, I plan to enjoy every minute of it.

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    Eight months

    Poppy is eight months old today! She’s moving so fast now, despite her funny little crawl. Or maybe because of it. Her left leg works in a normal crawl, but she keeps her right foot on the ground and propels herself along that way. It’s pretty goofy, but it’s very efficient!

    She’s awesome. She helped me get through the thesis writing by being a constant source of … she was a good distraction; she helped me focus on more important things. She helped me keep my perspective and helped me remember why I was writing in the first place.

    She started … really communicating more … and holding her bottle herself. And the crawling, it’s huge!
    -Rockford

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    The doctor is in

    Three cheers for Rockford, defender of dissertations and doctor of plant biology! (or something like that; please don’t ask exactly what it is he does. I know it isn’t microbiology, and it isn’t soil science. But that’s as far as my knowledge goes. Thank you.)