e.w.'s good. he's talking more and more. i've lost count. every day something new. he's climbing more, and being more adventurous. my wife was was worried that he is too cautious. but he's getting there
his thing lately is to give big smooches when you pick him up.
he loves dr suess. or, "da da duece", as he says it.
last night, for the first time in quite a while, he fell asleep on me while i read to him, right before bedtime. it was the best just to have him on my lap, all still and peaceful, breathing, warm. i seriously considered just sitting there in the rocking chair and enjoying it for the whole night, but in stead, i gently picked him up, and while continuing to recite the last few pages of the book (which i have memorized), i laid him down in the crib and tucked him in and said goodnight.
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this is the subset of what goes on in my head that is fortunate enough to make the treacherous journey through the nerves in my neck, arms, and hands, down through my fingertips and onto the keyboard, through the wires, the computer, and the network, across the country on fiber optic lines, finding a permanent home in the electric memory of some server in san francisco.
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