Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Winter's coming...

Dear son,

It's late fall, almost winter, and for me, to be blunt, that sucks. I hope you don't inherit my abhorence of the cold and dark of winter. They depress the heck out of me. Your mom, bless her, doesn't seem to mind, but she's got a greater constitution than I do. I hope you inherit her amazing physical vitality. You'll be lucky if you do. You'll be lucky if you take after your mom in any way; she's pretty wonderful and rarely a pain.

Love,
Dad

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