Derby Day

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Sophie loves playing with the toy she bought for Zoey before Zoey was born.

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Angel in her derby hat.

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Sophie has specific games she plays with specific people. She butts heads (literally) with Grandpa Gebhart. She zaps fingertips with Grandpa Uhl. And with Greg, it’s the don’t-let-him-eat-my-feet game.

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Evan says, “Please, Sophie, let me have some Cheerios. Just don’t tell Mom because I’m not old enough to eat them yet …”

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Evan and Jenna

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Mandy and Zoey

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Christine, Connor and Mark

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Angel, Zoey and Marty

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It was so strange—and fun—to spend a Saturday evening with friends I’ve spent so many Saturday evenings with before with babies. Often when we’d get together with friends this past year we’d be the only ones with a child—the only ones cradling, shushing, tickling, chasing, feeding, burping, changing, carrying. I love that it’s a shared experience now.

“The spirited horse, which will try to win the race of its own accord, will run even faster if encouraged.” —Ovid