My Child

She has started squealing. It is so cute. She doesn’t do it when she is wide away so much as when she is in that twilight about to drift into sleep. She starts singing this beautiful opera. She smiles. She flings her arms. She kicks her legs. And she sings.

This is certainly an adventure. She’s crossed into 4 month old territory. The rice cereal adventure begins at this point soon. It should be messy. But fun.

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Erick Erickson

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