Thank you, Thank you. I can see that there are already 15 beautiful blessings for my friend a few posts back. I will send your words along to her, as some kind of totem of peace and love for her family, and this somehow makes me feel less wordless myself. What beautiful writing for me to read.
I have to say, also, that in the past few weeks, I have suddenly felt like I have some sense of who some of you are: through your words to my friend, through your writing about what makes you happy or agitated, and through generally more feedback on what I'm writing about. I like it so much. While there is some comfort to the anonymity of just writing to the screen, I am finding it even more amazing to imagine who you all are, where you sit, and how you are hearing what I write. So again, accept a bow and a beckon and a sign of thanks, for reading, and responding, and for giving life to this blog.
I'll tell you something now about my firstborn: her favorite song was Hey Jude. When we would sing this one, she would, without fail, start to kick and poke. Without fail, all except once, at two in the morning on Tuesday, May 13th.
Remember to let her into your heart, then you can start to make it better.
Isn't this kind of how my relationship with Charlotte works, after all? Perhaps, sadly, she was trying to tell us something.
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Just today, I was singing 'All my Lovin'" to Johnny in the car. When he was about 3 months old, his daddy and I would sing Beatles songs to him all night long. He shows a preference for those early Beatle melodies (that is, when we're not listening to the Little People CDs). I am glad to hear Charlotte shared his tastes in music. ;)
When my first born was a newborn she loved Bare Naked Ladies. Whenever she would fuss in the car, we'd pop that cd in and she calm right down. It's so cool to see their preferences so early in life.
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