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long days

Since then it's been a book you read in reverse So you understand less as the pages turn Or a movie so crass And awkardly cast That even I could be the star.

 

let me count the ways

Lucy, I love that when you put on your pj's at night, you are not satisfied until you have pulled the pants up high over your bellybutton, grandpa style.

Tessa, I love that you let me pick earwax out of your ears, and even laugh sometimes when I do it.

Lucy, I love that when the TV or radio is too loud or too soft, you tell me you need me to turn it "upper" or "downer."

Tessa, I love that when I tell you to sit down in the bath, you squat down halfway in a fake sit. You are not fooling me. Sit down on your bottom.

Lucy, I love that you are keeping a running list of all the places you want to visit, in order of importance: San Diego, Hawaii, an elevator to the floor 100, and the moon.

Tessa, I love that when you burp you say "bup." When you poop you say "pup." When Lucy sneezes, you say "ahchoo!" And when you pass gass, you also say "bup." That is not a bup, but we do not have to learn that word quite yet.

 

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Anonymous Anonymous Says:

Hi. I stumbled onto your blog. My name is Tessa and I have a daughter named Lucy (2), and I was trying to find a picture on my husband's blog (www.xtcian.com) and found yours instead.

You are a lovely writer. Funny and generous and achingly honest.

I find it a little awkward to comment. I stay off my husband's blog almost completely - except for the occasional misguided political screed. But I just wanted to reach out, through the anonymous internet ether, and thank you for your good words.

And to tell you that you have great taste in names!

(I had a tough time posting this comment - forgive me if shows more than once!)

 

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