I'm posting this even with the chance that Kristen will get after me. This is a picture of Kristen when she was around a year old. She had the cutest little bald head. As she lay sleeping it occurred to me that I never expected to be looking at that same sweet face 20 years later. Again with no hair. She's just as precious to me now as she was then. Isn't funny how our lives circle round and round. We hit points in our lives that bring back vivid memories from the past. They are like the tick marks on the time line that is your life. It's funny, but I am concerned with the same things that I was when she was this little. Is she eating properly? Does she get enough activity? Enough sleep? Is she happy? Ironic isn't it?
