My sister and me
January 1st 2006 Tonight ends my four-day stint as a single parent. Having spent the New Year’s weekend with my nine year old adopted sister I have a renewed picture of the work parenting is. She is a good kid, full of energy, cleverness, and wonder of the world. She is a bit of an anomaly, eschewing pop music for opera and telling complete strangers that the TV rots your brain.
I took her to the Outback Ste
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