Last year, This Year

Oh the times, they are a changin'

One year ago today...

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And, today...

Last year's baby is almost unrecognizable to me.  She's so scrawny and dark-headed and her cry was tiny.  We would prop her up on the couch and she'd just sit there, staring.  This year's baby plows over everything in site, squirms and flips and falls.  She got a bloody lip today and it barely slowed her down.