it's good to be alive

Toronto, 2013.05.01

Our little Emma cries all day, all night. We've thought, from time to time, wouldn't it be nice to get away for a dinner or something? But then we realize: there's not enough money in the world to pay someone to sit through the incessant "where's o-kaa-san" screaming that would ensue.

But no one said it would be easy, and hey-as she approaches her first birthday we know that we're part way through.

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