Sunday November 19, 1995 Lark is 3 years and 2 1/2 months old
Dear Lark,
When you saw me writing in your sisters' journals you brought me yours and told me to write in it.
As you can see-- (by all the scribbles and markings in it) you love "writing" in it yourself.
Love, Mom
On the back of this page (I only write on one side on the page because in some of my journals which I kept before I was married the ink bled through) in my mom's handwriting (your g'ma) is written...
Noone goes in
Noone goes out
Someone to wish on a star'
I was wondering if she was writing what you told her to write. The entry is undated. The next dated entry is May 24, 1996 (which will be tomorrow's post). As you can see, six months elapsed from the entry I made on this day (today's post). The next post after the one in May is the bottom half of the same page made in July 1996 by your dad.
Even very infrequent entries are better than no entries. These little snippets of your life are so precious to us. Had we known how quickly you were growing up we would have been more diligent.
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