We live far from our families. We sweat all summer. The people in our city are scary-bad drivers. But during the winter, it is nice that we have 70 degree weekends while our families are facing 2-foot snows and ice storms. This weekend was really a turning point in our relationship with Abigail. Almost suddenly, she became less needy. She needed to be held less, she let go of us and ran and played hard and was a toddler and not a baby. She ate voraciously and slept soundly. We completely enjoyed every moment of parenthood this weekend. We went to the 700 acre county park a mile from our house and played on the playground there, took walks in the marsh and scrub forests, went on the floating docks and fishing piers. Abigail toddled up to elderly strangers and gave them unprompted hugs, melting one grandmother's heart. We look forward to more times with Abigail like this weekend.
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