Friday, June 26, 2009 at 2:37 am Peter Rukavina Oliver wrote me an email last night from his grandparents. He signed it “love your sun.” How right he is. Tears in my eyes. Oliver Comments Amen, Peter. Amen, Peter. Reply We used to refer We used to refer affectionately to P. as “Our Glorious Leader.” Now that we have daughter and a son and especially now that they can talk we are more circumspect. Reply Oh sorry, P. is our son. Oh sorry, P. is our son. Reply A screenshot of that would be A screenshot of that would be exactly what would’ve spiced up Tor N’s dinner talk. In my mind, it now does, and his talk is so much better for it. Reply Add new comment Your name Email The content of this field is kept private and will not be shown publicly. Homepage Comment About text formats Plain text Allowed HTML tags: <b> <i> <em> <strong> <blockquote> <code> <ul> <ol> <li> Lines and paragraphs break automatically.
We used to refer We used to refer affectionately to P. as “Our Glorious Leader.” Now that we have daughter and a son and especially now that they can talk we are more circumspect. Reply
A screenshot of that would be A screenshot of that would be exactly what would’ve spiced up Tor N’s dinner talk. In my mind, it now does, and his talk is so much better for it. Reply
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Amen, Peter.
Amen, Peter.
We used to refer
We used to refer affectionately to P. as “Our Glorious Leader.” Now that we have daughter and a son and especially now that they can talk we are more circumspect.
Oh sorry, P. is our son.
Oh sorry, P. is our son.
A screenshot of that would be
A screenshot of that would be exactly what would’ve spiced up Tor N’s dinner talk. In my mind, it now does, and his talk is so much better for it.
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