Last week brought two firsts: bee sting and stitches.
Maddie stepped on a bee. The trauma was real but short-lived. She announced her full recovery at about 6 a.m. the next morning when I woke to a foot in my face: "Daddy, look. It's all better."
Caleb got stitches. In his own words, this is how that happened:
"Muzeen a sinance. I was runninin. Bonkinin my head. Stitchinin me. Ouch."
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The Rawalpindi International Airport is, let's say, an adventure. The airport and I first met in May 2011, a few days after Bin Laden ...
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