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Realizing that I didn’t take a photo today, but choosing not to take one just for the sake of taking one. This has happened a bit more often since the six-week hiatus I had after Ian was born when our camera was being repaired.
Accepting a less than perfect record.
Wondering if I should have hyphenated “less than perfect.” 
Brushing up on my copyediting skills and hoping these decisions start coming more easily again.
Packing for Peoria. Tomorrow morning Ian and I are headed east to celebrate Kate’s residency graduation.
Trying not to worry about all that needs to happen between now and then or about how Ian will travel or about being away from Simon for longer than I ever have been (for perspective, we will be back on the ground in Lincoln less than forty-eight hours after we take off).
Worrying about all those things anyway.
Hoping Ian will sleep better tonight than he did last night (and Simon too, for that matter).
Going to bed.