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

—Tennyson

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Today Charlotte woke up too early from her nap. So I held her in my lap and rocked her back to sleep. She slept in my arms for almost 30 minutes. I haven't done this for a while and she seems to have grown up so much. Still, it was wonderful to watch her sleeping and to have her curled up next to me.

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