Caleb feeds yogurt to Sam, who finds a way to watch Sesame Street uninterrupted. So we've got sloth and gluttony covered.
YOGURT!
We have a crab apple tree in our front yard that drops twisted little berries (as Sherwood Anderson would have called them) all throughout fall and winter and early spring. Then, on the Tuesday after Memorial Day, it sprouts these beautiful white blossoms which last about two hours and thirteen minutes until they are ravaged by wind and spring rain. So Wednesday morning there are little white petals flitting in the breeze and scattering over the lawn like lottery tickets in a liquor store parking lot.
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Highly recommended: Neko Case live at the Walt Disney Concert Hall in Los Angeles, CA.
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And not to blather on too much about Obama, but it is a warm thing to know that I can tell either of my sons that they could grow up to be president one day without that being a purely conceptual argument.
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We're going to be in town July 17-20. Any chance of getting the boys together for some overwhelmingly cute toddler action?
"So Wednesday morning there are little white petals flitting in the breeze and scattering over the lawn like lottery tickets in a liquor store parking lot."
What a metaphor
You really are a very talented writer.
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