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  Noah greeted me waving a half-eaten drumstick in one hand and a chubby fistful of steak fries in the other.  I’d just deposited him and some grocery bags on the kitchen floor so that I could run back out to the car for the rest.  Upon my return I discovered that he’d wasted no time opening the fried chicken from the deli ...

  I was dozing on the couch, doing some last-minute channel-surfing before surrendering the remote to my nine-year-old son Noah and his Play Station, when a sound-byte announcing teen starlet Jamie Lynn Spears’ pregnancy grabbed my attention.  And Noah’s.    Oh brother.   “Yeah, I heard about that,” Noah ...