Still can’t quite believe it, but yesterday Abigail turned 3 years old. This event has caused one thought to plague me: Surely time becomes distorted and somehow misaligned the older we all become. I know it’s cliche, but it literally “seems like yesterday” that Abigail was born. When did our precious infant become this talking, dancing and potentially crazy toddler? As I try to focus in on these 3 years, I can only smile. First it was crying. Then it was crawling. Then it was walking. Then it was talking. Ok, maybe that smile can turn into tears, too. Maybe it’s this distorted sense of time, or perhaps my tendency to be a bit distant, but the true meaning of my daughter’s name has only now become apparent to me.
Abigail: Father’s Joy
3 years ago Abby was born and changed our lives forever. Beautiful. Funny. Endlessly curious. Totally and completely my offspring (uh oh!), but more than anything my joy.
Sappy stuff aside – we had a fantastic party yesterday. Fantastic not because of gifts, but because we had a home full of family and friends. It’s always a fascinating affair to put my family and Becca’s family together and throw in a few friends. Stir vigorously, and whalah! There’s a lot of people. A lot of kids. And a lot of fun (usually).
We didn’t get too many pictures yesterday, but I’ve pieced together a few of the best for this blog post. If you took pictures yesterday, please make sure Becca and I get them from you, please!
I really understand the “where has the time gone” phrase now too. In just 3 days, Benjamin will be 6 months old!!