Conan, What Is Best In Life?

I just put my daughter to sleep, laying curled up beside her, one of her hands on her bottle the other wrapped around my finger. It doesn’t get much better then that.
She is nine months old now, and such a little person, with a personality bigger then her body. She doesn’t talk yet but she has no trouble communicating what she wants to. And, though it may be a cliche, she has a smile that lights up the room. She’s going to be a smart one and going to keep us on our toes. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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