To Abigail in the Distant Future
It's difficult to write a letter about someone you've only known for a year, for them to read many years later, especially because you're a baby but I'm writing to you as an adult. Yet, this is exactly what I shall do. You are an oddly happy baby. I've spent half of your life so far being away on trips to Central and South America by myself, and to Alaska and Europe with your grandmother. Even now I'm preparing to leave in a week for China. Yet, each time I return you still like me. This is probably the most interesting story I have with you so far. After you had started to crawl, but before you started to walk, you had been getting over to the stairs but couldn't get up them. I've taught all of your siblings how to climb stairs at granny's house because it's a good spot with just two carpeted stairs between walls. Most people were outside this particular day. I was sitting on the couch. Your mother handed you to me as she headed out as well. You...