Concha’s back and we’re all relieved. I asked about her trip back and she gave me a look that said volumes. I didn’t press for details, she’s still struggling with English, maybe I’ll get more later. She hugged Jackson for a long time. It reminded me of when we went to the doctor a couple of weeks ago — our pediatrician is a dead ringer for Philip Seymour Hoffman, not that has anything to do with anything — and he just picked Jackson up and held him quietly for a bit. Then he told me that one of his patients had just died, so it was really helpful to be able to hold a living, healthy, curious little fellow. “This is the good stuff,” he said.
Little kids can help cure what ails you, it’s true.