Amelia loves her Daddy, and nobody in the world (even me) can make her laugh like he does. If I'm hanging out with her, and she suddenly starts smiling and laughing, I know her dad has just walked in the room. If she hears his voice somewhere in the house, she gets up and tries to find him. I took these (rare) pictures of Amelia and Austin today while they were playing around.
One of my most exasperating traits — or, perhaps one that makes me ideally
suited for this space I invented, coincidentally, to suit my collection of
tra...
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