November 14th

We're like velcro, you and I... Or...I'm fleece and you're animal hair and fuzz...compelled by forces stronger than we can understand to attach and not let go.  It's intense, Man.  I absolutely adore you, and I love your snuggles...and this level is a bit intense.  I'm sorry for any frustration and loss of patience that you're having to endure through this phase as I know that it's happening for a reason, even if neither of us know what those reasons are, and I truly don't mean to be taking anything out on you.  That said, you're having lovely and autonomous times with everyone else these days...today it was Papa... You signed 'please' for him, and he managed to get you to clean up after yourself!  You also danced for him...to the theme of Calliou...

We came home and you played with your babies and fell asleep looking at the stars...love it.