|A big two year old who is self-actualized enough to refuse to smile for mama.|
|A few days after birth.|
|Red cheeks due to illness.|
LB's original due date was January 18, but she came ten weeks early. That gap consumed our lives for a long time. I suppose LB's birthday will always be a time of reflection, a time when the word "miracle" gets used a lot.
As a two year old, LB loves puzzles and adult company. Her nemesis is our old husky. She has become increasingly territorial with other kids (good times). She talks a lot, mostly single words with the occasional two-word phrase, and she understands so much. She loves to play outside.