"...I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep."
-Pablo Neruda
Sunday, December 07, 2008
Squeal if you hear me!
She started squealing today! It's so much fun. No laughing yet, but there are definite squeals of delight and big ol' smiles. I love it.
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