101502 #human Sometimes it still hits me like that, big and deep and quiet and unfathomable... as when, coming home from a long, dramatic trip up the Door peninsula, full of smoky cheese and winding-road conversation, flushed with the heady peace of Megan's finally having gone to sleep, still nuk-nuk-nuk in her blankets in her car seat as I clamber with her up the boards of the porch steps: I'm carrying my daughter into the house! My daughter!