Saturday, May 8, 2010

Like Moths to a Flame

I forgot what it was like to have a baby in public places.  When Anna was little I told my sister it was like having a puppy-people just gravitate towards you.  Perfect strangers strike up a conversation with you in the store.  H. especially attracts attention because of her incredible head of hair.  It is beautiful and black and stands up on top and there is a lot of it.  David keeps telling her how soft her hair is.

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