And me too.

Had a dream last night about a baby saying the word strawberry for the first time.
I said to who it was there with me, "Remember the first time saying a new word, the awkwardness of it's being in your mouth, trying form it with lips, it the strange pronouncing by emphasizing on the vowels...(thinking Bambi) and then one day that's no longer there cause of familiarity."
Nice strong wind last night.
I went to sleep as soon as I got home, around 6ish and then woke, found you, went back to go to sleep, but stayed up a little while drinking hot tea and started reading Dombey and Son, by Charles Dickens. That book was having a lot of similarities to the feeling of that blustery wind out last night.
Yes, the voices to be heard.
I had missed you here.
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll