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3:30 p.m. - July 15, 2006 That�s special. The eldest and youngest in the house are napping, and I was just vanquished at �checkers� by Katie. (I call it �checkers� because while it resembles the actual game on its face, Katie has some of her own rules interpretations that bend the absolute into a Dali-esque morph of the game that suits her fancy. I suppose when you�re 4 and cute as a button you can get away with it.) I�ve stayed out of trouble today, by keeping busy (and I�ll expound upon that on Monday when the dust in my mind settles, or I have more gumption to write about it, or something�) in the morning, and keeping inert in the afternoon, except for the checker game. And in keeping with the laziness of the day, I�m only offering this discussion led by Katie, said today at lunch. �Mommy, there are no girl dinosaurs, only boy dinosaurs.�
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