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\nA soulful tale from the #landofcute<\/p>\n
Lately I have been thinking about retiring the #landofcute and then my kid does something so sweet or hilarious. More and more I keep it to myself as I am unsure where the cut off date is of morbid embarrassment he may feel looking back on my FB history. So, I asked for permission to tell you this story. <\/p>\n
I want to tell you about a man named Abdullah whom Marcus and I met on the subway this weekend. Abdullah had 48 hours between exams to come from Montreal and look after his sister’s kids because his sister had contracted food poisoning. After talking animatedly from Spadina station to Lawrence west. Marcus turned to me and said.
\n“Mommy, I really like this man, he is so nice, can we invite him to our Chanukah party?”
\nFor those within earshot the collective melt was palpable. I had to close my eyes for a moment cause I thought I was gonna burst with cuteness. The doors opened and Abdullah had to get off. Marcus said to him as the doors closed….
\n“We live right near Whittamore’s berry farm in a forest. I hope you can come!”
\nNo date, time or any other details. I just want you to be there. They waved to each other as the train pulled away.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
from Facebook A soulful tale from the #landofcute Lately I have been thinking about retiring the #landofcute and then my kid does something so sweet or hilarious. More and more I keep it to myself as I am unsure where the cut off date is of morbid embarrassment he may feel looking back on my … Continue reading 2018-11-20T05:01:56.000Z<\/span>