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i love blood red oranges.
they look like sunsets
and have a sour taste.
they might be my favourite kind of oranges.

i got a triple papercut on one of my knuckles today.
three at the same time,
all side by side.
this was not a good day for me and paper.

i'm not one to follow sports.
but i do enjoy a good human-interest story about athletes.
brendan teases me because that's my favourite part of the olympics,
and it's prone to making me cry.
so all this so say... i really don't get lance armstrong.
i don't understand why someone would want to cheat themselves.

it reminds me of something i learned in a parenting video we watched the other day.
it's called 'unconditional parenting' (and i suggest it).
the man makes a strong case that we must teach children why something is wrong,
rather than just teaching them that they will be punished if caught.
lance armstrong seems like a good example of someone who believed something is only wrong if they're caught.

i've got to say...
i'm sure that parenting is going to be the hardest thing i'll ever do.
but i have no doubts that will be very interesting - very exposing.
and i'm kind of looking forward to as a new adventure.
i'm sure it will be equal parts challenging and rewarding.
like all the best parts of life.

i will tell her my old stories,
like they were just born.