My darling Thumper, You are not so little anymore.  You are EIGHT YEARS OLD.  I keep writing it out in all caps because I can hardly make myself believe it.  How can you be EIGHT??? When you were born, we knew that you would be our last baby (barring something wild and miraculous happening).  So […]

Dear Rerun, I can hardly believe it, but you are eleven years old today.  Since the school shutdown began last year just before your birthday, this entire last year has been consumed by what you weren’t able to do.  It’s been a tough year for all of us, but especially you. First of all, we […]