Countdown to Frankie's Fourth Birthday: 14 days

I loved the way that Frankie crawled, like an insect with a few of its legs broken. We were so proud of her, we could hardly stand it. My parents were visiting my sister in Philadelphia so we quickly uploaded this tiny clip (all the e-mail could handle without crashing at the time) and they watched it over and over.

In the next video, Frankie is nineteen months old. I love her sparsely populated scalp and the way she says "dawg" and "seep."

This countdown may be the countdown to my nervous breakdown because it's bringing quite a few tears to my eyes.