Every morning before I get Elisabeth up,
I lay out her clothes along with a diaper and box of wipes.
I lay out her clothes along with a diaper and box of wipes.
It's the kind of thing that seems mundane, but I am pretty sure pictures like the one above will remind me [when I am old and gray] of what an extraordinary season of life this was.
I don't want to forget a detail, not a single one, not even something as simple as laying out Elisabeth's clothes in the morning.
