Esther sent me some pictures of the girls this week that were taken at Sarah's birthday party in December. I am honestly amazed at how much they've grown in just four months. I see her every day, and I can tell that she's turning into a little girl at an amazingly quick rate. The change in these pictures is profound, though, and much more than I was expecting.
A note on the name: It's after Ben Folds' Song, The Luckiest, which we danced to at our wedding. The words couldn't be more appropos:
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know
That I am
I am
I am The luckiest
What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know
That I am
I am
I am The luckiest
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife, she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you
That I know we belong
That I am
I am
I am The luckiest
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