September 11. Somehow got through the day. Haven’t been able to completely hide my feelings, and my daughter rightly complains that she doesn’t like a sad father. Took the risk of turning down the order to go on a bike ride together – if we can’t be alone, we still decide for ourselves what we do. Played Sorry! Watched videos from the kids’ YouTube channels and scratch intros. They roll over in who gets to show me something first. The situation at the dinner table is completely unclear to me.