International Talk Like a Pirate Day is on #2 son’s birthday. This was the nearest Saturday, so we celebrated his 26th birthday and the Baby’s 0th birthday with a piratical party.

I made hooded towels and washcloths for the Baby, and also gave her a reproduction antique story book. My stepfather gave her one of my mother’s art works.

I gave #2 son a bread lame, a shirt, and a Magnavox portable speaker.

We had lasagna with sausage, eggplant, zucchini, and mushrooms for dinner. We had a green salad along with it, as well as grapes, hot bread, and birthday cake.

We played games and had conversations of the kind our family usually has — eugenics and its associations with Nazism, the relative immorality of cock fighting and factory chicken farming,  whether state or federal management of public lands is likely to have a better outcome — these are the kinds of things we like to talk about.

Sometimes when I’m in other groups I feel as though there’s something wrong with me. Lots of people seem to be fine talking about small things without getting bored. But when I’m in what seem like normal conversations to me, I feel confident that those small conversations are just wrong for me.

We had a lot of fun. It’s good to see my kids having good adult relationships together, and good to be together as a growing family.