Interestingly, as I thumbed through the book that I did by myself, I saw a picture that I had nearly forgotten about--a picture that looked quite familiar to me now. Past the picture of the silly woman hula hooping, past the picture of the couple sharing a great afternoon playing together in a canoe (no, Eric and I do not own a canoe or a hula hoop--but Eric and I have spent and continue to spend many great afternoons playing together, and I often spend time doing things that are every bit as silly as hula hooping), past the picture of the couple outside of the LDS temple.
Past all of those photos, you come to a photo of a small infant, lying peacefully asleep. A photo that has been flashing through my mind off and on ever since September 16. A photo that I couldn't remember where I had seen it before until I looked through the Dream Book.
A photo that, to my eyes, looks uncannily like this one:
And that's all I have to say about that just now.