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Daily Archives: August 24, 2016

See What I Did There

I’m in my office, sorting through some manuscript notes. Cian walks in with a handful of toy dinosaurs, dumps them onto the carpet, and sidles up beside me, draping himself against my side in the way little children do, so that he’s kind of Velcro’d against me, one whole seam of his body zipped up against mine.“What are you doo-ing?” he asks. His hand is resting on my shoulder and he looks at my computer. “I’m working, buddy,” I answer. “But where’s Daddy?” “Daddy’s in his office. He’s working, too.” “But he can’t work. Or you can’t work. You have to work one at a time, not to-gev-er.” “I understand, Key, but sometimes we both have to work at the same time.” I worry for a second, concerned that he’s going to have a hard time adjusting to our new, back-to-the-usual routine. It’s enough to make me completely lose my concentration.I move out to the deck. It&#8217…