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Tete a tete
May. 25th, 2007 09:57 pmYesterday, I had private, perfect moments with each of my daughters.
Emer was asleep when Linnea and I arrived in the park for our picnic; I lay on my side on the grass and Linnea sat in the crook of my body, leaning back into me like an armchair, and I read my book and we chatted about trees, caterpillars, the food, Emer, Rob, and how much we love each other.
Later, after Emer woke up, we went to the playground, and Linnea climbed and slid and ran around madly while Emer and I swung; I tucked Emer into the ring sling and she rested her head on my collarbone and we swung together; from time to time she looked up and me and grinned or laughed. Eventually she fell asleep, and I stopped swinging and laid her in the buggy so that I could chase around with Linnea.
Linnea taught herself to descend a fireman's pole in a controlled fashion. (Also, if anyone's counting, she can now swim two metres comfortably, and three at a push).
Emer was asleep when Linnea and I arrived in the park for our picnic; I lay on my side on the grass and Linnea sat in the crook of my body, leaning back into me like an armchair, and I read my book and we chatted about trees, caterpillars, the food, Emer, Rob, and how much we love each other.
Later, after Emer woke up, we went to the playground, and Linnea climbed and slid and ran around madly while Emer and I swung; I tucked Emer into the ring sling and she rested her head on my collarbone and we swung together; from time to time she looked up and me and grinned or laughed. Eventually she fell asleep, and I stopped swinging and laid her in the buggy so that I could chase around with Linnea.
Linnea taught herself to descend a fireman's pole in a controlled fashion. (Also, if anyone's counting, she can now swim two metres comfortably, and three at a push).