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I could not pass this one up because "RHYTHM" happens to be one of my favorite words of all time (second only to FACETIOUSLY which has all the vowels, in alphabetical order). Being a six letter word with no vowels, it's never failed me in Scrabble or Bananagrams, and it happens to be of a musical ilk. Winning.
Anyway... Here goes...
You know you're new parents when your husband is on the phone, a business call, and you silently motion to him from the other room indicating that he must urgently come look at something... the contents of baby's diaper.... a bright orange carrot turd.
The rhythm of the day changes all the time.
Ours has. Most recently, beyond the blossoming little child we have living under our roof, my husband's 'job transition' has been a surprisingly welcome season for us. He's sleeping well. He's cooked. He's been playing guitar again and he completely organized his art room. He's got time on his hands, tons of which he's been spending with his daughter, a treasure many father's don't have often.
He's been home to share in the marvel of Penelope's unpredictable turds.
Although news of his job offer was music to our ears this week, I am going to miss this season a little bit.
Please join me in congratulating Dan on his new endeavor [he starts in July], and thank you all for your prayers and encouragement!
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