Saturday, January 10, 2009

When Dad crawled on the floor, you followed him./You enjoyed throwing a sock to Dad and having him throw it back to you./Often, when crawling around, you stop and put your hand in a fist and put a few of the bent fingers in your mouth./I left you with Dad while I went to the doctor today. When I got back you smiled so big and laughed, and while I held you you kept laughing! So sweet!