He's a thousand years old. He built a boat. He's our son. Noah.
Saturday, February 8, 2014
You used to be so patient
There was once a time when you would sit silently and beautifully whilst I cut your nails. Now, you have the patience to get through one hand but not, it seems, the other.
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