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Sunday, January 07, 2007
you fill up my senses, like a night in a forest...
Today is Annie's 27th birthday. I have spent a good deal of the day missing her and remembering all the things about her that have "filled up my senses" since 1980...
Easily the most exuberant of all my children
Hands-down the pickiest eater
Our only "kamaaina" baby, born in Honolulu
The only one of our children who NEVER put her shoes on backwards
And the one who SCREAMED if her socks were wrinkled
The last one I really had the time to sew for
The only one to potty-train herself
The only one so far to leave our mathematically-challenged family as an algebra tutor
The one who from the age of 6 kept our directionally-challenged family from getting lost
And so the most natural driver
The first of our children to be totally homeschooled
The first one to marry into a homeschooling family
The only one of the girls who liked to pick and bring me spring flowers
And the child who, on her first day of homeschool, wore a name tag "in case you forget who I am!"
Annie is now much more than my daughter...she's a lovely wife and mother and daughter-in-law and teacher and friend, an amazing woman indeed.Hands-down the pickiest eater
Our only "kamaaina" baby, born in Honolulu
The only one of our children who NEVER put her shoes on backwards
And the one who SCREAMED if her socks were wrinkled
The last one I really had the time to sew for
The only one to potty-train herself
The only one so far to leave our mathematically-challenged family as an algebra tutor
The one who from the age of 6 kept our directionally-challenged family from getting lost
And so the most natural driver
The first of our children to be totally homeschooled
The first one to marry into a homeschooling family
The only one of the girls who liked to pick and bring me spring flowers
And the child who, on her first day of homeschool, wore a name tag "in case you forget who I am!"
Happy Birthday, dear. I miss you.
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