Auntie D sent Booboo a birthday present. Since I am mean mommy I haven't let her open it yet, but she's been enjoying just looking at the pretty paper.
This time last year was our first evening at the hospital. We would have to wait just a couple days more for Booboo's arrival.
Obama just had a rally a few blocks from our house! I can hear them chanting out there from the dining room table. (She's taking her nap, so we're missing it, but Gma Lala stepped out, and I'm sure will blog about it soon.) I get excited thinking about such a momentous moment in our nation's history being at the beginning of her life. How cool is that. I tell her don't feel bad that she was born in the age of W--after all, Nixon was president when I was born!
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