You can't watch your own image and also look yourself in the eye
The internet this morning has graciously conceded to run a little faster than frozen sugar, so before we head out for the Magic Kingdom and Hollywood Studios, I can at least post two of the pictures I really wanted to include last night, to demonstrate that our time at Epcot was not all angst or teppanyaki. As a pair of portraits, besides, I consider them adorable.





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My mother gave it to him as a Hanukkah present, replacing a prior shirt of the same design that had met the fate of many well-beloved T-shirts before it. She sent that and the new Kim Newman wrapped in silver paper in my luggage, along with a holiday card. I have told her both were properly appreciated, and not just by their recipients.