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| Visiting Google's Lawn Sculptures |
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| Train Show at the Fairgrounds |
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| Red Egg Party |
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| Visiting Mommy's & Daddy's Alma Mater |
You were born in what is turning out to be a historic year, with a COVID19 pandemic sweeping through the world, and with a recent county mandate for families to “shelter in place,” essentially being locked down. The economy is plummeting, schools have closed, and many people are told to work from home, with others losing their jobs entirely.
Amidst all this, you are continuing to grow, picking up an incredible
amount of skills in the past month. You are cutting two bottom front
teeth and are chewing everything you could get your hands on, with your
favorite being Daddy’s meaty hands.
You roll over like a pro and can sit up straight all by yourself.
You can now crawl forward a little better instead of your backward scooch. You reach out your hands to your choice person when you want to be picked up. You show a huge interest in wanting to pull up to standing, and can do it with a little assistance from us. Your favorite purées so far are pumpkin and pear. Luc makes you laugh a lot, but in true little sister fashion, you are starting to annoy him by getting your hands on all his favorite books and toys that he’d rather keep to himself.
It feels like the world is on fire, with people rushing about, scared, anxious, panic-shopping, hoarding food and supplies.
They now pass each other on the streets and stay a distance away; the hustling and bustling, traffic-congested Bay Area, hub of the Silicon Valley, has largely become a ghost town with its residents hunkering down. It feels uncertain and surreal, but you are too young to sense and know any of this. You keep doing you, growing along, gifting us freely with smiles and baby chuckles.
You remind me of what a treasure children are, how much joy and hope they give us, at a time like this. And despite the world being on fire, it feels right—it still feels like it will be okay—with you in it.
You roll over like a pro and can sit up straight all by yourself.
You can now crawl forward a little better instead of your backward scooch. You reach out your hands to your choice person when you want to be picked up. You show a huge interest in wanting to pull up to standing, and can do it with a little assistance from us. Your favorite purées so far are pumpkin and pear. Luc makes you laugh a lot, but in true little sister fashion, you are starting to annoy him by getting your hands on all his favorite books and toys that he’d rather keep to himself.
It feels like the world is on fire, with people rushing about, scared, anxious, panic-shopping, hoarding food and supplies.
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| Grocery Shopping During the COVID-19 Pandemic - Empty Shelves |
They now pass each other on the streets and stay a distance away; the hustling and bustling, traffic-congested Bay Area, hub of the Silicon Valley, has largely become a ghost town with its residents hunkering down. It feels uncertain and surreal, but you are too young to sense and know any of this. You keep doing you, growing along, gifting us freely with smiles and baby chuckles.
You remind me of what a treasure children are, how much joy and hope they give us, at a time like this. And despite the world being on fire, it feels right—it still feels like it will be okay—with you in it.
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