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

—Tennyson

Friday, October 8, 2010

Charlotte has long been able to show off her tummy. She smiles brightly, pulls up her shirt, and pushes her belly button with gusto. But today she also touched her nose, her toes, and her hair when I asked.

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