DON’T KNOW WHEN I’LL BE BACK AGAIN
Tomorrow is Martin’s last day of school. He’s had a really good first half year at his new school and seems to be thriving from all accounts. He had his piano recital today and hours later his piano teacher called to tell me how much he seems to have blossomed the past few months; she thinks it’s on account of the new school. Tomorrow morning first thing is his end-of-school “ceremony” with recitals and music and afterwards a cake party. Everyone is supposed to bring a cake: Anders is in the kitchen right now, frosting a cake shaped like a...