Poor Willa. She’s teething, so she whines a lot. And wakes up in the middle of the night a lot. (Poor me!) She can stand up without holding onto anything. I worry every time I leave the house to pick up Charlotte from school, that I will miss Willa’s first steps. I have started planning her birthday party. I’m mentally preparing myself for going back to work (although I still don’t know when that will be.) How did this year go by so quickly?
We’ve had guests for three weeks–it’s been wonderful!–but our living room has become a play room.
