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crossing the streams

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Today the bathroom door burst open as it usually does when I'm using the toilet, and Kenny marched in.

Seeing that I was peeing, he joined me before I could stop him. For a kid who can turn getting undressed for a shower into a twenty minute experience, he sure was quick about it. Of course, he started giggling and playing at crossing the streams.

So now we've done that. (e_e)