Jack combed his hair after a bath tonight and came out looking more 
like Dwight Schrute than I ever expected or hoped a child of mine could look. He borrowed Victor’s glasses for the photo. Actually, we made him put them on; Jack had no idea why we were laughing so hard, why I wanted to take a picture, or who Dwight Schrute is. It confused him even more when I asked if he wanted to gnaw on a nice, juicy beet.
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