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So what you’re telling me, my deeply beloved little boy, is that you are already displacing the cognitive load of knowing how to twine three pieces of hair together to your future wife.
I keep living through metaphors for motherhood, and running the wrong way through a crowd of people as they crossed a finish line was a salient one.