Saturday, November 14, 2009

But children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust, go to sleep. I’m rocking my baby. Babies don’t keep. ~Ruth Hulburt Hamilton Dear Harrison, Today, we celebrate the past thirty-one days. Thirty-one days of bliss. Thirty-one days of tears. Thirty-one days since you were born. Thirty-one days since my […]