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Here are yesterday's and today's gifts I want to remember: #14 the way my son painted with the intensity of Ed Harris in Pollock: Knox painted his Reading Fair Project last night with sweeping strokes, spackling almost here, and rubbing in curlicues there. Brilliantly done. His backdrop matches the mysterious unpredictability of the ocean. He commented how he liked using a bit of green, as he stood on top of the quilt draped over the air hockey table and created his masterpiece. Blue, turquoise, and green paint speckled feet, arms and clothes. A brushstroke on the wall here and a splatter on the trampoline there. Who cares if he places? #15 the response to the style exercise in which my voice students made "Amazing Grace" beautifully unique: haunting, sweet, and heavenly. #16 playing Candyland with Ben today for lunch, using fruit chews and Teddy Grahams. #17 D anticipating the opening of baseball season like a ...