Friday, September 3, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
While I get ready for work in the morning, I get a little performance. Mia takes out all of the travel sized bottles from the bottom drawer and lines them up. Then she makes up names and voices and sometimes even other languages for each of them as they talk to each other. She lays them down to bed and tells me when they are crying.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Every day when Daddy goes to work, Mia tells me that she misses "her" daddy and wants to call him. On this day, he was in a meeting, so I let her send him and email. She was very serious about the typing and her fingers were moving all around the keyboard as she told me what she was writing . . . "I love you, Daddy. I miss you." Over and over again.