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This cold or hay fever or whatever it is, is really wearing me down. The last few days are all one giant blur from the lack of sleep. Today I've done my best to ignore the fact that I'm exhausted by reading The Autograph Man, a strange book that reminds me of a Manchild where the men are twenty years younger and Jewish and if the narrator was half Chinese.
Anyway, Friday night we had another fun dinner with mom. She took us to Chevy's and Sean enjoyed the salsa and chips and rice off of Ian's plate. He wouldn't actually eat his quesadilla until Saturday for lunch but that's fairly typical for him.