Friday, November 23, 2007

Just a Little Bit (observations of life in the small world)

O, this morning, on the first dusting of snow on the trees and roofs:

"It's not winter all the way, just a wittle bit"


Looking at Daddy's broken toe, purple and swollen, after Daddy explained that he bumped into something and it just snapped

"Did a crab snap it?"

N. has found her hands, and has started to suck on her fists, and hang onto my shirt like a koala bear when she eats. She also has a way of putting her hand flap over her forehead after eating, as if she is so satisfied, she just has to rest a moment and enjoy it.

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