Tuesday, June 10, 2008


I have very distinct memories of my sixth birthday which is why it was so strange to watch my baby turn six. One of the special things about the day was that my grandma, who was also present on my sixth birthday, was in town to help us celebrate.

That afternoon, while his aunts and uncles were trying to explain something that he already knew, Isaiah indignantly replied, "I know; I'm not a spring chicken!"

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