Miracle
Bringing a new human into the world is nothing short of a miracle. Not a modern-day miracle like cheese in a can or the Toronto Maple Leafs making the playoffs two years in a row, but a bona fide old-world miracle. Just take a second to think about how that life begins (probably my favorite part) and how a small human enters this world and grows to become a big human. Hopefully a big human that knows how to navigate a traffic circle properly. In the first few years they grow and develop so quickly it's important to cherish the little things. Raising Paige is no different. For example, about a year ago I could sit on the couch with Paige on my lap and feed her a bottle. I would gently tap my leg up and down and the rhythm along with my body heat would put her to sleep and she would sleep on me for an hour or so. Now she takes my hand and drags me to the refrigerator for a bottle, takes it from my hand, sits in her own chair and then hands it to me when she's done. Essent...