There she goes...

There she goes

There she goes again

Racing through my brain

And I just can't contain

This feeling that remains

--Sixpence None The Richer, There She Goes

At about 2:15pm this afternoon, I got a text message saying that Dylan crawl for the first time for a toy. She spent all afternoon crawling away like she had done it all her life. I missed it all. At least, her father missed it as well.