Just when I turned my back, Layney tumbled down our wickedly-steep wooden
stairs. It was about the same velocity of a bowling ball, so she's probably used up one of her 9 lives. Recently
she's become coordinated enough to climb up stairs too.
Part of growing up is developing a taste for
life’s finer things- chocolate, books, and good music. Witnessing a baby’s first musical awakening
is tender. Those first few times a baby bobs her head, sways back and forth to
the beat, or whines for you to turn on music is a sweet milestone.
1 comment:
Can't wait to see her dance!! so sorry she fell :( loved what you wrote about your grandma. it made me cry though. written so sweetly with so much emotion.
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