God is the madwoman in the attic.
I'm camped out on the threshold with my journal, camera, and plenty of snacks.

Saturday, September 08, 2012

Friday evening

After playing the water at the park we dropped Little N with Miss and we out to dinner, just me and L, for the first time in months.  An hour or so of grown-up conversation can feel both decadent and vital to the parents of a young child.

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