The day I met my son. The day we met. Even knowing his personality more now- I'm still not quite sure what was going on. What I do know- is that he was keenly aware- hyper-vigilantly so, to what was going on with who, when and where. Even today- if he sees the shirt I wore that day or take out the bag that I carried- he spots it and remembers. Now- he is happy and giddy to remember. That day- hesitant- on guard. Oddly- so was I. I remember saying more than one time- keep the cameras out of his face.
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Gosh, Shannon. It's so strange for me to see your photo of the Care Center because, literally, one year ago when you took the photo, Clementine was inside the building. She still had over a month before we picked her up. Sooo strange. Congrats on celebrating one year together!
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