Long weekend.

A short thaw after weeks of frigid temperatures, but long enough for morning runs through the fog. The makings of breakfast on the stove, in the oven, and a trip to see the dinosaurs in New Haven. Brunch with two of the dearest friends - treks made from New Jersey and Massachusetts for just an afternoon. A morning with cousins at the bounce center, eating frozen yogurt. And baby girl kicks at the start and end of every day, hard enough now for ripples to be felt by hands on the outside.

These are the things I take stock of, naming one by one.

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