
If I beat Mark and Lauren home from work, the first thing that I do is let Daisy out. After taking care of business, she immediately starts running around the yard at full speed. Like a greyhound. No, a gazelle. It's the one of the funniest, most wonderful things to watch. I never get tired of it.

See what I mean?

Some children pick flowers for their mothers. My child brings me acorns.

Can you believe that she's going to be two? We were reading Peanuts books tonight, and she said "Curse you Red Baron!" How cool is that?

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