I've got two kids. One boy who is 3.5, and a girl who'll be 2 in a week.
The joy of our house is the 'dialog' between the two. They fight over just about everything.
They sit across from each other and the dinner table. So I get to hear their 'discussions' in stereo.
The big thing recently was farting.
"They're MY farts!"
"NO! They are MY FARTS!"
This repeats constantly. And so is the joy in our lives.
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Future peril on the horizon.
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And unhappiness. Let's start the latter first; to get it out of the way. I realize that a great deal of what makes me unhappy in my life...
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