Thank you for community. For new friends, the comradery of motherhood, and four babies on my kitchen floor. For looking out the window to see Moses and Eloise shoulder-to-shoulder on the swing, making each other laugh, chasing each other around the yard for three hours even though it is a cold afternoon. Thank you for the way that Eloise races to get under the covers at night and then always says, “Wait! I need to kiss you!” and crawls back out to the edge of the bed to put her arms around the baby and me and to kiss our shoulders (always our shoulders) before we leave the room.