I remember feeding Dylan when he was an infant, and just about every time he would get to the bottom of a bottle, he would keep sucking. I would pull the bottle out of his mouth and tell him, “Hold on, Boy. You’re sucking wind.” Or just outright quote the Superchunk song I got it from: “You’ve been sucking wind so long it makes you feel full.” Still strikes how these little things come back to me once in a while. I hope they never stop.

• Last time I saw Superchunk,
  I was with Dylan.

  

  

  

  

  And I wish he was with me this time: