Yesterday we went to a barbeque on the beach. Emily hadn't napped much all day. Refreshed, perhaps, by the sea air, she slept soundly for two hours in her stroller. When she woke up, she seemed strangely older: she talked for several minutes in nearly full sentences of babble, nodding and making eye contact with whomever she was speaking to. Maybe it was being around all those academics, and she, too, was trying to be pompous (actually, these were almost all very nice people, which is why we went). She looks different, too, in the last few days--her face has more definition, and she looks older somehow.
We finally broke down (well, I did, since I was the one against it) and got a video camera. Now we can bore everyone with movies of Emily trying to walk or smearing peanut butter on her face and so on.
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Interesting. Sometimes I wake up feeling older, too, I think.
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