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Eyes are the Windows of the Soul

Child Harbat is beginning to take her art seriously.  At the ripe old age of 3 ½ she’s finally “applying herself” and “taking things seriously”.  By this I mean she’s actually sitting on her rear end to undertake an activity

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Panda and Our Other Animal Friends

I love talking with Child Harbat to find out what animal she is.  You see, it changes by the minute.  Just when I ask her if “little kitty can come get her shoes on” she responds in a stern voice,

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America’s Birthday

Child Harbat has always been a patriotic little tyke.  From Flag Day to her first 4th celebration, she loves the Stars and Stripes, often shrieking out from her carseat, “’Merican flag!  I SEE ONE!” Here she is ready for the

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An Ode to My Daughter’s Hair, Continued

We’ve been waiting for this moment, hoping that our daughter’s hair would finally get long enough.  Like Fukushima nuclear technicians, we’ve watched Child Harbat’s ever-expanding hair in the hopes of some possibility for containment.  Ladies and gentlemen, I’m pleased to

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My Cup Runneth Over

Father’s Day is, for me, a time to spend with family, doing what you do:  fathering.  On Sunday my wife took Child Harbat and I out to brunch, then we walked on the beach, the water turquoise and the skies

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The Treehugger

The longer you parent the more you learn that simple things are best:  carousels, crayons, mud, and trees.  The camphor tree in our front yard has a swing hanging from one limb, a sublime scatter of shade, and an entire

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Formative Years

I’ve heard it from my wife, from friends, and can identify it in myself.  Many of the things we have at our very core come from a period in our lives we can hardly remember.  Some of my wife’s earliest

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‘Spirited Child’ Doesn’t Even Cover It

Child Harbat has so much energy I can almost see the food being burned up inside her when I look in her ear, like the viewport on a blast furnace.  One of the games she still enjoys playing is “Baby

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Ode to My Daughter’s Hair Part Two

For three years Child Harbat has watched while girls her age have grown our long Rapnuzel hair while hers has remained stubbornly short.  Her hair has transformed from short downy to short spikey to short and fine and flat to

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Scottish Highlands and Jungle Lowlands

I know all my readers must be exhausted from the weekend of festivities, partying, and odes to uncontrolled Bacchanalia in the streets.  What, you don’t celebrate Tartan Day?  On Saturday there was a Tartan Day celebration in Balboa Park here

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