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18 Dec 2008: This Time It Will Be Different

A picture


Kai eventually got the hang of smiling. This doesn't mean I understand why he smiles. Lights excite him. Sometimes a cupboard excites him.

Then I stand in front of him and say: 'Do you love Daddy? Huh? Huh? Love Daddy?'

He peers at me with a pained look that offers the unspoken question: 'Who the hell is this?'