Love More, Judge Less
Dear Timo, Every year on your birthday, I look at photos of you, and I marvel… and cry. Somehow, in the blink of an eye, you have gone from a 5 pound newborn to a 5 year-old boy. Beautiful at birth, delicate and serene, we fawned over your exquisite bone structure… which was quickly obscured
One of my favorite things to do now that Jake is older (3 and a half- that’s big, people), is to take him on play dates. We’re kind of new to the play date scene, as I was pregnant with Livvy last summer, so we didn’t get out much aside from a Dairy Queen drive thru trip,
