I am in here.
Peter has been home this weekend — he missed us! We have fed him and spoiled him as much as he’d let us, and now we have to get him up and going for the journey back to Boulder. I suppose I didn’t blog about it because of an excessive need to have him all … Continue reading A weekend home
Here he is as I last saw him. We dropped him off to register for classes, and then we went to the airport and home. He was looking very brave.
Called Peter last night. I guess he wasn’t in the process of being too homesick, because I was interrupting a video game tournament. Therefore, our call couldn’t be too long 😛 I miss him. I knew I would, but knowing that, and experiencing that, are different. I guess I am officially old now; the focus … Continue reading Calling the kid
Back home from Colorado, and Peter’s safely installed at school. It’s raining, and I listen to music, and think about the Shema… Playing: All Blues from the album “Kind of Blue” by Miles Davis
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