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We were out on a family bike ride, and I was explaining to Ess that when the three of us are together, no matter where that is, that is home. Ess listened closely, and now whenever she sees the bikes in the garage, she says “home.” I didn’t mean to teach her the wrong word for going on a bike ride, but it is too sweet for me to correct.

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Alexander Micek

Ok, an addendum to this. It turns out that Ess is trying to say “helmet” and it comes out subtly different than when she actually says “home.” So, well, that kind of removes all the poignancy from the story, but still let’s strive for accuracy here.

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