Usually the bigger one is running full steam ahead, into the fray. Last Saturday her little sister joined in for the first time, and suddenly someone was very protective. The baby loved those shiny brass plates in the ground, even though we warned her repeatedly that water randomly shoots up from them. And when the…
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the eleventh hour
This is what the homestretch looks like and I must tell you that it’s leaving me a bit sad and wistful. You delight us in each moment that you are awake and asleep, but each day you shed a bit more of that dependence on us as you feed yourself, turn your own book pages,…
even the title well has run dry
The past few days have been the kind of days where nothing quite gets done. Work is busy for both of us, and our evenings are just as busy. By the end of the day my focus and my drive is depleted and I start a lot of things, but finish few of them. “I…