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| Yesterday on the bus to a beach in Napoli my daughter sang along to Lady Gaga with a girl in her group to whom she's become close. When we spoke by phone this morning, I was so intrigued by the easy way she talked about "my sister this" and "his brother that" and "I cooked with my host mother today." |
Sunday, July 18, 2010
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i am living vicariously through her. sigh..
ReplyDeleteCandice, me too!
ReplyDeleteyour daughter is absolutely beautiful. so, too, is your writing. i loved "the house on paddington."
ReplyDeletei used to come to your neck of the woods quite frequently, but have not been there in quite a while. which isn't good. such texture there.
John, thanks for stopping by and commenting. You and your lovely family are in my thoughts.
ReplyDeletewhat an age we live in!!
ReplyDeleteso marvelous!!
your daughter looks happy, happy!!!
mouse, indeed she is. life is good, no matter.
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