Lesbian Dad

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The stash, Berkeley, CA. I used to think stationary supply fetishes were hereditary. What with my mom’s, and then of course mine. But the little guy is proving I should not discount the powerful effect of environment, either. What with, you know, his. His out-of-town auntie asked what to get

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Kitchen countertop TV, Berkeley, CA. I know. “What’s this?” you ask. It’s the spiffy hand-me-down TV we now have in our kitchen to accompany Baba’s fitful late night clean up sessions. The dishes just fly by! When it’s on, it’s pretty much only tuned into Dr. Maddow’s news analysis. What

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York at 24th St., San Francisco, CA. As we walked by I said, “Hey Bucket!” (the moniker’s short for who can remember what, anymore; Honey Bucket? she loves it) “Hey! Can you go over there near the building?” She skipped over and uttered her favorite affirmative to a request of

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