TODAY YOU ARE A WILD THING. ON THE CHANGING TABLE IN YOUR BEDROOM YOU KICK AND SCREAM HAPPILY, FREED OF YOUR CLOTHING. I KEEP THE SPACE HEATER ON SO YOU CAN ENJOY THIS BRIEF INTERVAL WITHOUT SHIRT OR PANTS OR SOCKS. YOU GRIN AS I ATTEMPT A PHOTOGRAPH, TOO FAST FOR ME IN THIS CLOUDY MORNING LIGHT. AH WELL.

January 2, 2015

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