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My good compadre, Caitlin, swooped into town this weekend and played the role of a better parent than I can ever hope to be. She taught Julia how to play fetch in the cold, how to feed cracker crumbs to some very scary ducks, and how to rock trendy jeggings and gingham all while holding light-as-a-feather Sebastian Boulder Patton. She took the kids (plural) to the park (not for the faint of heart) in the cold and left me and Simon to repeat, "wow -- no kids -- so quiet -- so weird!" over and over again like idiot parrots. She patiently tried to teach impatient me how to take decent photos even after 56 snaps of overexposed failures and she brought me Starbucks coffee -- after I forced her to taste my Chia seed smoothie. She even kindly listened to me ramble about riveting and timely subjects such as the beauty of Costco, the torture of crying it out, and Simon's Christmas 2012 work schedule (yes, really).
We hope she knows that we will welcome her with greedy arms when she decides to revisit our funhouse of monotony in the near or distant future.