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Monthly Archives: December 2005
Laughing
Abe, Today you laughed for the first time, a magical chuckle that offically makes you the most engaging person to ever be. We were playing games with your blanket and everytime I pulled it away and popped back into view, … Continue reading
Christmas Story
Abraham, On Christmas Eve you threw your first ever party, a smallish affair for your pick-up Portland family. There was pie and tea and fat cans of Hamm's for your Uncle Efrem. You bounced on various laps and at times … Continue reading
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ORBIT
Abraham, We took a walk this evening on a perfect Portland night. It's almost warm and the raindrops aren't falling so much as forming in the air around you. Everything is shiny and cars going by sound like paper tearing. … Continue reading
Sharpie
Abe, It's been a busy weekend, as we try to get all of our Christmas cards and gifts together. Never content enough to just go shopping, we try to make everything ourselves. There are drawbacks to this approach, some of … Continue reading
Bedtime Ritual
Abraham, Everyday you are more alive than the last. Your eyes are dark and shiny, full of thought and wonder. We stare at each other forever, smiling at all the stupid things I do to entertain you. We are all … Continue reading
Grandma C
Abraham, Your Grandma Cynthia came to visit last week. She was here for one happy day without your casts and she weathered the first days after your surgery with us all. She told you stories in a quiet voice, a … Continue reading