Aida awoke with the sunrise, every morning -even with a sturdy blind on her window, she managed to strike up a deafening dawn chorus.
Theresa maintained that their daughter had inherited the early-rising gene from her father’s side, and since that was undoubtedly true, Martin didn’t at all mind being the one to go to her.
One morning, when Aida was about six months old, he noticed that she wasn’t crying today, but singing to herself in a sort of nonsense scrawl of syllables that somehow sounded like happiness in its purest form.
I can officially say that 2016 has been the wildest most interesting year ever cause the Cubs just won the World Series for the first time in 108 years. We’ve only got two months in this year left, God knows what else could happen. A meteor with a bunch of giant monkeys could hit earth and I’d be like “oh okay” like it wouldn’t be unexpected at this point.