When we can, my wife and I stay in bed on the weekends, while our youngest children, ages 11 and 14, read books or, more likely, play video games in the living room or watch YouTube, and while the 17-year-old reads in her bed.
I make coffee and we sit up in bed to read.
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After three weeks of quarantine, I’m getting the itch to go for a run, a very long run. Not that we can because we are on strict stay-at-home orders in Argentina.
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We were on a road trip not long ago and while listening to a song on the radio I said, “Ugh, that’s grasa.” It was an expression I’d picked up when I was learning Spanish in Argentina a couple of decades ago, but it doesn’t seem to be used by my kids’ generation.
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