"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Saturday we celebrated Charlotte's first birthday. I was remembering how exciting it was for her to be born and to hold her in my arms. A year later she is so much fun — walking energetically through the house, giggling when we tickle her, waving when the doorbell rings, shrieking with joy when her daddy comes home, toddling after her brother to pilfer his cool toys, laying in my arms when I feed her a bottle and rock her to sleep.

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