--Spent almost six weeks in Alaska this summer with Oliver. It was glorious, practically fall weather. And by glorious, I mean often rainy and overcast. So much nicer than DC in the summer. The bad news is that our visit was so long because a man I consider to be like a father to me died unexpectedly and we went up early for the funeral and to be there for his family. I am still processing his death and I think will be for a while. I can't believe he's gone.
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http://www.youtube.com/user/davidmitchellsoapbox --Oliver is telling poop jokes already. He's 2 and a half. It does not make me feel better to realize that he will be telling poop jokes for the rest of his life.