Saturday, July 02, 2005
Home.

On a golden winter afternoon, to a snug, warm house.
All was quiet as we carried baby William inside.
Then the noise started. No, not the baby - the telephone. The baby was as quiet as a mouse.
I manned the phone while T. settled Wee Willie into his new surroundings. Hope he likes them, we're not re-decorating again.
Above: William at 36 hours of age, taken by eight-year-old Canisha, who is clearly a budding photojournalist.
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