Really, She's Too Young to Even Have Old Photos
Today we were looking though the photo album of Baby Dog’s first week or two. It’s hard to believe that toothless little infant is the same walking talking baby who today insisted that I read her Over in the Meadow a record tolerance-stretching five times in a row. It’s her face in those pictures, you can see that, but the 2005 version of that face is so much more defined and aware. I’m sure a year from now it’ll be just as odd to see how the little girl she’ll be then could ever have been the baby she is today.