Emma, 1 week

Spent some time tonight with adorable (and hungry!) Emma, and her parents.  It was so nice to just relax, and hold a weensy baby, and laugh.  I only got one decent shot of Emma, so I turned the lens towards some of the cute baby things in her room.

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Figuring it out as I go

Zoe’s memory astounds me. She brought up the whole Two Hoots incident a couple days ago, which of course made me question my parenting abilities yet again and make a mental note to save as much for her future counseling sessions as for college.

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Tickle fight

Tonight, my little family hung out together and played Elefun, which, after several rounds, evolved into the most fun tickle fight we’ve ever had. At one point, we were all tangled up in each other and I was laughing so hard my stomach hurt.

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Joy



I write tonight with tears in my eyes and joy in my heart. A few days ago, I posted a story about a woman named Odette, and her journey through pain and suffering, and her hope of reuniting with her daughters half a world away.

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Emma


She was supposed to arrive at 11:30. Or thereabouts. That’s when the doc was going to wheel my sister in and then wheel her out with a baby in her arms.

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Jeans and Keens

I’m not one of those people that walks around on Fridays touting, “TGIF!” Those people annoy me. It’s Friday. It comes around once every 7 days, and it’s typically a good thing that it’s finally here. Everyone loves Fridays. So it’s redundant to keep gushing about it.

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