Eleven Twelfths

We're getting close. We're just one month away from no longer telling other children that Alice is "zero years old". I don't really understand where the days went. I look at the pictures and I'm like "Hey, I remember that! I was there!". She's changed so much, but... somehow... she looks the same to me. Is that weird? Normal probably, but still weird.

It's been fun, but my heart still twinges each morning when I go into work. Some days are easier than others. Every work day now feels like a race to be done in order to be home and maybe enjoy some sunlight before it's dark. Soon I'll have to come home at 1 pm for that to happen, so we'll just have to turn on all the lights in the house and pretend.


Hope you enjoyed the unicorn chaser.