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Apr 03, 2012
“Should I wear this, Momma?  This shirt with the kissing fishes?” she asks me.  She turns back to her drawer.  “Or should I wear this shirt?  It is green and has stripes.  Can I wear this, Momma?” —- We’re at the →MORE...

    -  So did you like Disneyland, baby?  Would you like to go back sometime?    -  YES!  But I will not go on that little train that goes so fast again, NO. ** Charlotte is two years and eight →MORE...

A few weeks ago, someone said something innocuous to me at a play-date (“your daughter is so calm, just taking everything in”) and I went home and bawled my eyes out to Donald about how our daughter is doomed. To say →MORE...

“When I grow up,” she tells me, “I will be a walrus.  And no chickens will drink around me EVER!” I remember when she was little, how I looked at her asleep and I wondered who she would be.  What she →MORE...

    1.  A few days ago, Donald gave her my old broken college laptop (I thought we recycled it a million years ago, but…apparently not) that cannot even turn on.  He set her up at the coffee table and Charlotte →MORE...