Tuesday, September 4, 2007

We're on the bus ride home. And have been travelling for about 30 hours ...

Drew is beside me, Max is in front of me and Clint is across the aisle. It's the closest we've been since this adventure started. We all are reading.

Max: "I like this word combo. Here, look..." and he shoves his book through the crack in the seats to show Clint.

I just smile.

A little while later, Clint, who is reading Moby Dick from a leather bound 1926 edition I bought for him from the used book store says: "This is a great sentence. I love it when a book has great sentences."

They are SO my children.

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