Random Impromptus on a Friday morning

And now for some random impromptus.

I started writing letters to Rowan the day she was born. I've written her a letter every day since, but I stopped posting them. I've got to get back to that.

It's snowing out, there's cookie dough in the fridge, and there's a massive fire across the street that seems to finally be under control. Today is a day of extremes

Right now my Darling Girl is standing up in her playpen, staring at me, crying and asking to be picked up. By asking I mean she's reaching out to me, coughing, crying and generally asserting herself. I think this means it's time for me to get offline and snuggle a certain Daikini Baby.

Happy New Years Day, 01/01/10

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