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When You Get Busy, The Priorities Change. In Your Twenties, You Hang Out With Who You Were In School With. Then You Grow Up And You Hang Out With The People You're Playing Ball With, Things You Like Doing With. When You Get Married, It Changes A Bit And You Lose Some Friends, Or You Gain Other Friends. You Gain Couple-y Friends. It Changes Again When You Have Children, And Then When Your Children Are The Focus Of Your Life.

There Was A Period Where Our Child's Birth Was Getting Really Close, And We Still Had Nothing. We Were Dangerously Close To Calling Him Untitled Baby Project.

In Some Cultures They Don't Name Their Babies Right Away. They Wait Until They See How The Child Develops. Like In Dances With Wolves. Unfortunately, Our Kids' Names Would Be Less Romantic And Poetic. "this Is My Oldest Boy, Falls Off His Tricycle, His Friend, Dribbles His Juice, And My Beautiful Daughter, Allergic To Nuts.

There's Something That Happens In That Delivery Room, When A Woman Becomes Ten Times More A Woman, And A Guy Becomes Six Times Less A Man. You Feel Really Dopey And Useless And Like A Spectator. I Did, Anyway.

Over The Years, There Certainly Have Been Plenty Of Ideas That I've Had And Given Up On, But For This One, The Only Thing That Was Standing In Its Way Was Me Doing It - I Just Had To Write It... And Then If It Didn't Happen, It Didn't Happen. But I Didn't Want It To Be For Lack Of Effort On My Part, So I Had Hunch That It Would Be A Good Story And That We Would Work Well Together. And It Certainly Worked Out That Way.