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October 29, 2008

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MH

I learned who Fiest is from Sesame Street.

bj

Weird, isn't it, how those kiddies infiltrate every corner of your life? My story for this is a visit to Italy in which I got absolutely glorious views of the sun setting over Venice because my kid insisted on visiting every playground in the vicinity (and wasn't so fond of the museums).

Our playlist includes "my daddy is scratchy", "the great american melting pot" (and other school house rock), Carla Bruni's ballads (she sings our children to sleep).

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