Sunday night as I put your sister to bed, she held up the little heart-shaped scrap of cloth I gave her the day after you were born, what she calls her “Lovey”. “That’s two years old now,” I said. “What? No it isn’t,” she said. “Yes it is.” “But you gave it to me after …
This weekend was X-man’s first real beach experience. We were doing really well until he decided to taste the beach.