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

—Tennyson

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Charlotte often carries around a stack of board books and throws them on my lap if I'm sitting down. Then she'll climb up on the couch and ooh and ahh while I read them to her and point out pictures. She's excellent at making a monkey and puppy sound, and just learned to say "baaa."

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