My daughter, Sparrow, is just a little over a week old now. Sparrow laughs in her sleep sometimes. Big smile and then a little baby laugh. I wondered about that the other day. A week into a life, you don’t … Continue reading
My daughter, Sparrow, is just a little over a week old now. Sparrow laughs in her sleep sometimes. Big smile and then a little baby laugh. I wondered about that the other day. A week into a life, you don’t … Continue reading