Dear Charlotte

Dear Charlotte, I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!  Every morning, when you wake up with hair that defies gravity and you nestle in to drink my milk, I marvel at you and I love you.  Every afternoon, when →MORE...

Dear Charlotte, On Sunday you turned nineteen months old.  For some reason, nineteen months seems so much older, so much BIGGER, than eighteen months. For one thing, you are repeating everything your father and I say.  A few nights ago, one →MORE...

Dear Charlotte, I have never, not ever, been as proud of anyone as I have been of you this past month.  The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of activity and you, wonderful you, have taken it all in stride.  →MORE...

Jan 17, 2011
When you sleep, I wonder what you dream.  When you stand silent in the daylight, I wonder what you think.  And when you lift a dandelion to your lips and blow, I wonder what you wish. I wonder what you wish →MORE...

Jan 01, 2011
Ringing in the new year in the nightgown her great-grandmother made. I vow to have a blast with you at home.  I vow to love on you and your father as often as possible.  I vow to remember what’s important and →MORE...