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I woke up more slowly than usual.  Mike had already fed Winnie.  She brought me a ball in bed, clambering up on top of the bedspread and proudly displayed her new ball-kicking skills into my bedhead.  It was a soft ball. We gathered up the day’s supplies (applesauce, clean dress, new stuffed bunny with a … Continue reading matins

It was four months and three days ago today, little Winnie taught your mom and dad to play

Dearest Babe!  Mama owes you so many words upon words upon words.  Words about the incredible changes you’ve made in the past weeks, words about your baptism, words about Mama going back to work and the dull ache of being away from you for so many hours at a time.  Those words tumble ‘round in … Continue reading It was four months and three days ago today, little Winnie taught your mom and dad to play