Mar 11th, 2008
Today is Dash’s birthday. He’s eight.
How did he get so big? I was there when he was born. The nurses put him on a table for a few minutes while ministering to my sister, and he was looked so alone. I walked over and put out my pinkie for him to grab, which he did. Another nurse said, “That’s nice, you feel better now that you’ve got Auntie.” Sniff…
Those are his little feet in the photo.