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Love by Any Other Name
I read the letters now in a different order. LOVE, in five-year-old enthusiasm, has been written out in a word he has practiced so much more.
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The Wilderness We Know
My son might as well be entering a unknown cave full of snakes, lizards, turtles and frogs. At least that’s what I imagine.
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Butterfly Season
Much like a four-year old, it’s grown so fast that it no longer fits in the same form. There’s no other option but to completely transform as it grows up.
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Creekside
From the parents’ perch on the picnic side of the creek, we watch as our newly minted three-year-olds tackle the opposite hill.
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The Age of Mordors
This was the age of the mordors, a spectacular creature that moved in herds, usually five species at a time if we could find all of them. Sometimes, they split up for a hunt.
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