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Mormor (my mom), Auntissie (my sister) and the beloved Lucy have arrived. And Just In Time: we said good-bye to Papa too early on Friday morning, before he drove all day to Wisconsin for his grampa's funeral. They have uncanny timing, as always, seeming to know when it will be most helpful to be with us. So, for the next few days we'll be going to the theater, the beach, the woods, and playing playing playing (and the grown-up version: talking talking talking, eating eating eating).