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To My Darling Annie

DIARY
Annie redefines Wacky Wednesday.

Oh, the smiles you inspire.


Dear Annie Elizabeth:

Your voice, I’ve come to realize, is like birdsong. Your chatter in the mornings as we get ready for work and school, the kind where you are preoccupied with little figurines in the midst of some drama, is easy and bright. Something there is so lovely about a child-soprano tittering throughout the house.

This verbal measure has increased noticeably as you’ve approached your third trip around the sun. When you were younger, your mother and I laughed that with two talkative siblings, you may never have a chance to get a word in edgewise.

You’ve shown no signs of letting Julia and Thomas get in your way, though.

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Another word for eight years


Thomas still has pneumonia, and I’ve taken a chest cold. This seems to be my habit every other year or so–I am really hoping that this one won’t turn into pneumonia as well. I am not built well. At least my lungs. That’s what it feels like when you get a chest cold.

Last night I stayed up too late. I was coughing and dreading lying down, worried that I’d disturb Kel and keep her up. And my mind was already thinking about the full work week ahead. Things really swing back into motion full-time this week. Downtown was busier this morning on my drive in. It’s nice. The sun is back out, which is really nice. Dad said this weekend that something like six or seven of the last eight Fridays have been rainy. Maybe this chest cold is the result of a Vitamin D deficiency.

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Be it hereby resolved


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