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In Which I Am Awed by the Gifts He Has Given





My daughter is amazing.  She has magical powers.  Ask her about it on any given day and I have no idea what crazy story she will give you.  But I know her powers lie in her imagination.  From the way she makes costumes out of nothing to the elaborate, nonsensical names she gives her daughter's and their sisters (who, interestingly enough are not also her daughters...hmm), she is unstoppable and quite frankly hilarious!

My son is...what's another word for amazing?  At nearly two months old I can already see little bits of personality coming out.  The way he desperately wants more milk than his tummy can hold, and loves to snuggle before, during, and after a meal! The way he can sit so quietly in the corner while the world moves around him, but as soon as we've all left the room, he makes sure he's heard! And my favorite, the way he throws his hands up in the air, startling himself while he's sleeping, as if to say "What's the big idea?!?!"

I just love 'em!  

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  1. Love it! It makes me miss blogging...when Abigail was teeny.

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