For Real

One way you know you're for real, in America at least, is when you can carry one of these around in your pocket: a bona fide Social Security card. Daniil's arrived in the mail last week.

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Another way you know you're for real: when a little boy crawls all over you, pretending to be a dog, wearing his doggie pajamas, while you are lying next to him on the bed in the dark, trying to get him to settle down and go to sleep. You realize there's no other place you'd rather be in the whole wide world.

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Here is Daniil in the afore-mentioned doggie pjs, hand-me-downs from my colleague Bethany, along with his hip, brand-new, New-York-City boots, his top choice every day since he received them.