I am grateful for several conversations with other dads in the neighbourhood this morning.

I am grateful for Coop. Going to a new school is hard, and he’s a trooper.

I am grateful for Farley, and in particular his ever expanding mop of long floppy hair, which he employs to express his emotional state.

I am grateful for an online game of hearts with members of my family of origin this evening.

I am grateful for Julie, who is also a trooper.

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