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βA portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2015.β This one is from when we were in Hong Kong. The night we arrived, my grandmother was so happy to see us and have us stay over that the minute we entered her home, she fed my kids Oreos and milk. All this at 10:30 at night. The kids were thrilled and tried to eat as many as they could while I was getting settled in at her apartment. I finally had to cut them off at 7 Oreos. Still, they were so happy to eat that much sugar this late at night.Read More →