tonight i was looking through old, poor quality pictures in old files on the computer and i started crying, overwhelmed with nostalgia. i am so grateful, beyond what words can express that we can capture moments in time. i just read anderson cooper's memoir and in telling stories of african women he met who had lost their babies to starvation he says that the saddest part, to him, was that there was nothing to remember them by. the mothers had no pictures...nothing, as if they never existed. that really made me desperately sad for those women. i don't have money or huge amounts of food to give anyone, but i wanted to jump on a plane with my camera and start taking pictures of every mom's children everywhere to give them that miracle that i have- that's how much i cherish the photos of cate's babyhood and life. wow, i am really emotional right now. CLOMID DAY FIVE, BABY! haha. anyway, here are a few of the shapshots that make me ache at how much i love cate. none are good pictures. just a moment i want to always remember. and oh those eyes!