I’ve written before about how much I love these sessions. Concord, New Hampshire isn’t Minnesota, but it’s still almost 4 hours away from us here in Woodbury, and having left my little lovey cold turkey, I’m grateful for these digital fixes. Here’s a moment from yesterday evening.

These days, B is standing and balancing unaided, and is clearly mere days away from walking—and I think also very close to that first meaningful “mama” moment. She is also regularly using hand signals for “milk,” and “all done,” and sometimes a few others. Not a single tooth, yet, though. She has wonderful care during the day (a big sigh of relief from all of us), and seems to be naturally sweet and cheerful like her mother, as opposed to naturally crabby and hypercritical like that miserable old geezer, her maternal grandfather,

H is finishing up two weeks of orientation at the hospital, and begins her first shift as an MD on Sunday night.

So my girls are good, and so good to see.


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  1. Your family is so precious to you.

    Because of my parish choirboy days (I was a little angel!) my daughter has asked me to choose the music for her wedding in October. So I spent a gloriuos day yesterday (surprisingly on YouTube!) picking out all my favourites from when I was a tuneful nipper and then emailing the links to Rachael.

    It was an emotional day.

    Today I have picked out the order of service (I despise the modern version – it lacks poetry) and the readings – another roller-coaster of a day emotionally.

    Enjoy your grand-daughter Mark – she will soon be a gorgeous young woman.

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