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		<title>Two Recent Portraits</title>
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		<title>Inevitable</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s a nightly occurrence: a few minutes after we put the Girl to bed, she calls one of us. It&#8217;s usually &#8220;Mama!&#8221;
We take turns answering the call, and L doesn&#8217;t seem to matter who responds.
&#8220;Yes, sweetheart,&#8221; I say as I open the door, and I immediately one of several possible answers. Sometimes it&#8217;s just a fragment [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Handmade</title>
		<description><![CDATA[While Babcia was here, she kept busy. Luckily for us (or should I say &#8220;Luckily for L&#8221;), the way she usually keeps busy is through crotchet. Her visit gave Babcia just enough time to make a dress and cap for the girl.

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		<title>Let&#8217;s Go Fly A Kite</title>
		<description><![CDATA[March is a month for kite flying. Though I rarely flew kites, it was always a favorite pastime for me as a kid. Perhaps it&#8217;s the indirect flying. We introduced kite flying to the Girl this weekend, much to her excitement.
When shopping for our kite, there was only one criterion: there must be a princess [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Myrtle Beach</title>
		<description><![CDATA[If there is a town with kitsch as the central design premise, it is Myrtle Beach.
As a kid, I&#8217;d always wanted to go there. All my friends went there during the summer, and for us southwest Virginians, it was at least a seven-hour journey. It was not a place where one merely spent the weekend.
I [...]]]></description>
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