September 11

I'm admittedly nervous for tomorrow.  It is the ten year anniversary of the September 11 tragedies.  I'm not so much nervous about what could happen, just nervous about the sadness of it all.  I'm sad that Dani won't know what the world was like before.  She will never get to travel unabashedly.  One day, I anticipate that September 11 will be some sort of national "holiday", not so much a holiday, but like Veteran's Day, a day of remembrance; will she know what it means?


On a light note, but not so light for me, I plan on venturing out of the house tomorrow evening.  I've missed bed time before, but this one is exceptionally hard because I have to go out of own for work Monday night, so I am missing two bath/bedtimes in a row...and my first night away from my Dano on Monday.  I know some moms yearn for this moment, a break away from the insanity, but I'm not one of those moms.  In fact, I've always cried when I had to leave my dogs when heading off for vacation.  So tonight, I made bath time last for a while, I even took pictures. Here's a couple I felt I could share.

Also on the tooth note, she actually has three top teeth broke through, and one emerging.  Wow, so fast, and yet, so slow!!

I also wanted to mention that Dani fought us going to bed, not new.  Tonight however, I left her sitting up in bed, came back to the room to tuck her in and there she is, managed to pull herself up onto her knees hanging out.  I moved her to lay her down and the screaming started, I walked out, she screamed for a bit longer, so I walk back in to tell her it's "night-night time, go to sleep", she responded with a yell and a glare that Holly sees all too often at nap-nap time.