things i want to remember Jan 21
:: the patient determination shown by Jameson as he tries to do his own buttons.
:: how William, rather than crying when he stirs at night, has started simply calling for me (in an adorable, somewhat-panicked baby voice), “ma-MA?”
:: Jameson’s pronunciation of pj’s: ja-pe’s, which must mean something in French. And for that matter, the way he says “weet”, “wit”, and “tare-fuw” instead of feet, fit, and careful.
:: William’s jubilation at being able to stand on his own. He isn’t content to just stand for us; once he gets his balance, he throws his [short, fat] arms up in the air and beams.
Yup, my name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley. 







