(It didn't snow, by the way).
2008 brings a chatterbox of a girl and promises of a little sibling one-third of the way into the year.
Oh boy.
What are we in for? Just last week, I was doing as Sarah instructed, trying to wash playdough out from under Claire's fingernails. Claire kept pulling her hand away and saying, "No, no, no." I'd grab her hand, bring it toward the faucet and she'd slip it out again. This happened several times until, at last, Claire indignantly sat down on the floor beneath the sink, looked me straight in the eye and said: "I mad at you, daddy."
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
It's all over but the shouting
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If you have any questions about raising teenage daughters, maybe you should check with my dad. He'll be happy to scare you.
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