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

—Tennyson

Monday, May 2, 2011

Did I tell you that Charlotte rediscovered her infant swing? She calls it her “whee!” because that’s she says while riding in her swing. Happily she holds her lovey or a book while she enjoys the ride (with the music, an absolute must). She’s learned to grab onto the poles of the swing to make herself speed up, rocking the swing so fast I’m worried it will tip over. Occasionally Isaiah comes over to bug her, but usually he joins in the game and pushes her even faster.

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