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It's morning, Thursday morning, to be exact, and we're getting ready for our town day. We pack a lot into this trek out of our remote desert and into the scruffy Nevada town where we shop and visit with our friends.
Thu, August 7, 2008 - 11:47 PM
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Sam is generally indifferent to Going Places, except when it involves getting to see his friend Diane, whom he loves with abandon. On Thursday mornings she plays with him and gives him juice and kisses and cookies while I go to my Al-Anon meeting. And for this I love her, too. ... read more 
Sam is sitting next to me on the couch talking about his upcoming birthday party. He has received a gift in the mail with brightly colored wrapping paper and this has him thinking and thinking about this birthday thing.
Tue, July 29, 2008 - 2:17 PM
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"Party," he says. "Yes, we're having a party to celebrate your day," I answer. "Crown," he pats the top of his head. "Yes, you will wear a crown and be prince." "Cake?" "Yes, there will be cake." "Dim?" "Yes, Jim will come to your party." And then h... read more 
Happy Birthday Dear Shea! Here's your fairy, it's her birthday, too, yeah.
Mon, July 7, 2008 - 9:30 AM
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Forty is just the beginning, I promise. Love always and forever from Yer Robincita 
Been absent from the blogosphere lately because I've been obsessed with the fairies, have had wonderful company, and because in the past two weeks Sam has discovered blocks and puzzles and we have been having the best time with both. The universe has just opened up and poured these gifts over us.
Thu, June 19, 2008 - 10:27 PM
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Last week at Trevor's we found the most perfect chunky wooden animal puzzle with a story book attached with more places to put the puzzle pieces. It was so very fine that we sat right down on the... read more
There, in between the shadow and the light, just under the sweeping branch of the salt cedar, is Samuel, coming down the coyote path through the mesquite thicket and out into the hideout we've created for him, down at the edge of the wash under the arching bows of a tree.
Tue, June 3, 2008 - 10:04 PM
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Jim and I have crawled every inch of that coyote path, noticed where the ground is flattened for sleeping dens, where jackrabbits have bedded down, where a tortoise has burrowed in. The path is just tall enough for Sam, j... read more
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