It was noisy...it wasn't music...it was against the rules. But when I heard Ever Joy say "Mom it has strings like daddy's guitar", I gave in and let them explore. Their amazement in this moment...#32
This journal was given to me when Ever Joy was born. I wrote down most of her first two years and then wrote a little here and there over the last few. I've been enjoying looking back. Ever Joy and Zoe's birthday are both in July so it has been fun to compare what Ever Joy was doing at Zoe's age. Apparently, talking quite a bit more. Memories saved in ink #33.