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

—Tennyson

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Charlotte loves to sit on my lap, which is perfect because I love it when children (especially mine) want to sit on my lap. With great effort, she'll climb up onto the couch (after throwing all her stuff, blanket, lovey, etc on the couch as well) and then she'll stand on my lap, and scrunch around and maneuver until she's squarely planted right in the middle of my lap. And then she'll sigh and lean back and snuggle in.

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