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< > August 2005

• Tue, Aug 2, 2005 12:37 AM

  the perfect days...
  
  file this away for future days when kids are driving me nuts:
  
  these days, life with two kids is smooth sailing. zade, who is literally the perfect kid, smiles his way through the day as he experiments with funny mouth noises and non-mushy food. he loves to sleep, loves to just be around his mommy and daddy, and he's the definition of zen.
  
  meanwhile, kaya's no longer even a toddler, as we're moving into advanced discussions of heaven, geography, math, time and space. she digs her obstacle courses, eats everything we put in front of her, and, despite some mistakes on the peeing front, she's full of love and laughter for her mommy, her daddy and her brother. she spends her "quiet time" each day "reading" stories, dressing up her dolls, and talking to her imaginary friends, and i just wanna run in there and be with her. she jumps in the pool and swims like a champ. she's perfect.
  
  remember these days. i must.

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