Thursday, August 8, 2013


Oliver gets up and comes into the kitchen, "Good morning Mama".

"Good morning, Oliver.  Did you sing Happy Birthday to Genevieve yet?"  My way of reminding him it's his baby sister's first birthday today.

"Oh!  No, I didn't yet."  He runs to the dining room where she is in her high chair.

I finish pouring my coffee, and can hear a soft, sweet voice singing a tune in the other room.  I revel a little bit in the love of a big brother.  I walk out to join them, catching the end of his serenade,

"... and you weigh that much too."

Oh well, big brothers are big brothers.

I can't believe my baby is one.

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