15 February, 2010


I loved this book as a kid.  It's somehow so sad and so happy at the same time. And right now, I'm enjoying the soft sounds of my partner's voice as he reads this book to our 2-week-old daughter.  He's so gentle with her, so tender.  He swells with a love that is both protective and vulnerable every time he holds her.  Spying on that - listening in from the next room - is one of my new favorite things to do.  Witnessing their precious relationship deepens my love for them both.

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