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I watched Kiwi take his first steps through the video recorder and wished Connor were there to share the moment with me.
Kiwi is nine months old. He took his first steps today, Connor. He’s your kid, all right. He wants to run before he’s mastered walking. He’s impatient, doesn’t want to wait for anything.
Kiwi was at my side, trying to climb into my lap. I offered him a bottle to placate him long enough for me to finish the journal entry. “No!” he responded angrily, slamming the bottle to the floor.
He’s like you in every way, I wrote. I can’t even think about what he’s going to be like in a few years. How am I supposed to raise this wild child alone?
And the tears came….
