…I’m already ogling other people’s children. It’s become a nasty habit ever since having one of my own.

At least, while I do it, I’m friendly toward the parents about it — if I notice their child, it’s because I’m smiling at his watching Toy Story on a portable DVD player (flight from DIA to Houston) or giggling at a little girl just older than Maya who seems to have more energy than her little body can contain (this morning, at breakfast). It’s gonna be a long two weeks, and I miss Maya already.

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