My Son's Birthday Is September 11 -- And It's Okay

My son is lying on the floor on his stomach, resting on his elbows. He can read now and he and his younger brother are looking at a calendar, a free one that my in-laws received from the garden supply shop in their town. He’s writing down the birthdays of each member of our family, his uneven handwriting running over several days at once. He has just finished his brother's in August when he flips the page to enter in his own birthday.

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