Lucas and I share some pretty sophomoric humor. Whenever I tell him something hurts, like my legs from a long bike ride, he asks — “does your face hurt?” Assuming I’ll say no, he’ll come back with “well, it’s killing me!” Hardee har har har. But I’m glad I have that in my head to [...]

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