This is what 19.5 months looks like...

And it looks like an explosion.  An explosion of toys scattered throughout our house and lawn, an explosion of limbs as she tears down the side walk. It tastes like an explosion of yogurt as she decides spoons are the worst and fingers are where it is at.  It sounds like an explosion of words and syllables and animal noises.  It feels like an explosion of life itself, as she flexes her own muscles and discovers the world around her.

Numbers

We measure our lives with numbers.  I'll be there in 15 minutes! (yeah, right) Two years ago at this time I was eating frozen custard every day, and one year ago I was going crazy.  In five months my daughter will be two years old.  And so on.  This week, we celebrated Anna's high school graduation. 13 years of math tests, spelling lists, and food science projects in the books. And in return, Anna received her diploma.