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Unfiltered Love

My daughter was born crying, and the first months of her life kept me in the best shape of mine. Sitting became somewhat of a faded memory of yesteryears. Day after day, and night after night, I would pace the floor of her tiny bedroom until a path shown itself through the carpet. But as… Continue reading Unfiltered Love

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Breathe In Their Little

He’s well over three years old now, and yet when I look at him he is still as much my baby as the day he was born. And he really still is. A baby, that is. It seems we make kids grow up too quickly. We pound their heads with as much sensory and learning… Continue reading Breathe In Their Little