My baby, she wrote me a letter. Or a blog post. Or she would if she could. She still needs to master that whole “speaking thing.” Whatever.
But even without mastering speech (yet. Perhaps at 2 months of age? I forget how these things develop), my daughter is an obvious prodigy. How do I know besides knowing her impeccable genetics (well, half of them at least)?
WE’RE HOME FROM THE HOSPITAL.
Life can begin now.
Never underestimate the power of prayer. Thank you all so much.