A year ago today...
Today Phoebe is one. A-mazing. Having a child definitely bifurcates one's perception of time. For me, the passage of 12 months seems like an instant: I don't appear to be noticeably more wrinkly, grey, or feeble. But just to think that one year ago today, Sari was finishing up 36 hours of labor and squeezing out our little girl. In that one year, Phoebe has gone from a helpless newt to a vibrant, talkative, neo-toddler. (She can't quite walk yet, but she can stand unaided, and loves to cruise around on the furniture.) And she's so interactive! She hugs and kisses me, waves goodbye, allows herself to be comforted when scared, and calls me "Da-da". (She also calls Sari "Da-da," but that's another story.) So officially today her one-year warranty is up; it's a good thing we long ago decided we were going to keep her.
