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September 16, 2013
My parents came to visit over the weekend, and they brought lots of vegetables from their garden. What am I going to do with these enormous eggplants?

My Mom was shopping somewhere and my Dad and I sat in the car waiting for her. He became wistful. He said that sometimes he thought he'd like to go back and raise me and my brother differently. He had some ideas and some regrets.

I patted him on the arm and told him he did a good job. I chose not to interpret it as "I'm disappointed in how you turned out."