030 Laurel

Monday, November 30th, 2009

In late November of 1941, Myrna Mitchell finished feeding her 8 month old son, Laurel, breakfast. She left him in his high chair with an arrowroot teething biscuit and a spoon “to keep him occupied” while she went into the kitchen to wash up from breakfast. Halfway through her last load, she heard a small [...]

020 Angel Smiles

Friday, November 20th, 2009

In folklore, when a baby smiles in its sleep that means an angel is near.
In actuality, when a baby smiles in its sleep it’s usually something far more prosaic: a bit of gas or a pleasant dream.
However, when a baby smiles while awake and begins looking about the room with such conviction that others look [...]