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8/8/2019

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Dear Rosie, Yesterday your other front tooth popped through, making four upper teeth in about two weeks. You've been a semi-miserable little blonde lady, but when you're happy and you smile and I get to see all those teeth it just makes my heart sing.  Although you've been right on the brink since your first birthday, you finally took off walking on your own the first week of July, right in time for your uncle Kev to get home and our trip to California.  You toddle-sprint and take off after your big sisters, headed for some adventure in the backyard, thinking that you're Elena's age. Daddy added a slide to the play fort since you've been trying to jump off the top of the ladder and you'll go around and around climbing the stairs and sliding down the slide.  The look on your face is full double dimpled joy. You've been quite the chatty woman as of late, babbling nearly non stop and believing we understand.  My favorite is when Elena plays "Le
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10/30/2018

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Last night we layed on my bed, you and I.  Dad was in the room with the older girls, snuggling Lena till she fell asleep.  He likes to do that, put each of you to bed.  It's his special time to hold each of you close, sing to you, rock you, and be with you until you close your eyes.  Usually he'll take you into their room, and walk in circles on the rug with you tucked up on his shoulder until your asleep.  But you'd had a rough couple of hours, and after nursing you heaved a sigh and flopped back on my pillow.  So I kept you there with me.  I played some soft piano music on my phone and we snuggled.  Your fat little thumbs and fingers grabbed onto one of my hands and I tucked the other around your fat little belly.  There was an overwhelming rush of gratitude as I reflected upon the last nine months.  And I remembered the night, at 26 weeks pregnant when I was kept in the hospital for early labor.  Laying in the hospital bed, with IV's and leg compressors, I remember b
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