Lars has a remarkable sense of direction. Whenever we are near 85th and 15th, he starts clapping for Little Gym. If we drive by the grocery store, he asks for bananas and juice. And last week we went to Macrina on 1st Avenue to meet my friend Rebecca for lunch. He fell asleep in the car and when he woke up two blocks away from Safeco Field, he started telling me about baseball. Amazing. It's a good thing because I'll need help as my brain keeps getting worse.
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