I'm not sure when it happened. I was just pureeing butternut squash for my baby but when I turned around, there was a little girl asking me to clip on her earrings before small group because the other (older) girls wear earrings.
Then she asked me if she could have a piece of bubble gum before we left. After she chomped on it for a few minutes, she said, "Mama, I feel like a 10-year-old when I chew my gum."
It's impossible to label this child as boring. She radiates joy and embraces life.
She calls oscillating fans "dancing fans."
She's responsible for 50 percent of my ever-deepening laugh lines. (Her daddy is responsible for the other half.)
When I hopped around in pain after stubbing my pinky toe while carrying shoes back to my bedroom, she ran to her room to get me a stuffed animal and then ask if she could put away the shoes so I could sit down.
She is my daughter, her daddy's little girl, our first-born and the sugar in our lives.
We love her more than our luggage.
4 comments:
I am so glad she is apart of my life as well...thank you for birthing her!
AND can't wait to see you all in a few weeks!!
I love your Steel Magnolia's reference. :)
Your girl is one cutie-patootie!
Yes! Great use of a Steel Magnolia's quote :)
Dancing fans? I'm in.
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