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In the evening we (you, I) get together to talk about our baby. He is in the bedroom, lying in his crib, which lies attached to our bed like a bay. There lies the sleeping baby, here sit the talking parents. Our talk feels to us like part of his sleep. He postpones our own sleepiness a little. And if from time to time, in the resonance of the day, we close our eyes, it is only in order to stay awake. Do you remember (you ask me and I ask you)? We enjoy talking about our baby, even though our memory of what happened today is so weak. The best thing is to remember without there being any time before the remembering (did you say that, I?).