Words cannot express how much I love this little girl. I could have never imagined the personality that my 14 month old daughter would have. She gets funnier every day! I absolutely love to watch her develop daily & I cannot wait to see the little lady that she will become. :)
I truly hope that I do right by this little girl. I've been quite sentimental lately thinking about raising her to be a good, strong, honest, loving little lady. I want so much for her. I want more than anything for her to be a better person than me. I hope she will learn from my mistakes & be better because of them. I came across this poem & thought it was perfect...
On a less serious note -- this is how we handle 106 degrees... Who needs pants anyways?! :)
I truly hope that I do right by this little girl. I've been quite sentimental lately thinking about raising her to be a good, strong, honest, loving little lady. I want so much for her. I want more than anything for her to be a better person than me. I hope she will learn from my mistakes & be better because of them. I came across this poem & thought it was perfect...
A careful woman, I ought to be;
a little one follows me.
I do not dare to go astray,
for fear they'll go, the self-same way.
I cannot once escape their eyes,
whatever they see me do, they'll try.
Like me, they say, they're going to be,
that little one that follows me.
They think that I am good and fine;
believe in every work of mine.
The bad in me they must not see;
my life to them, must, an example be.
I must remember, as I go,
through summer's sun and winter's snow,
I'm building for the years to be,
for that little one that follows me.
a little one follows me.
I do not dare to go astray,
for fear they'll go, the self-same way.
I cannot once escape their eyes,
whatever they see me do, they'll try.
Like me, they say, they're going to be,
that little one that follows me.
They think that I am good and fine;
believe in every work of mine.
The bad in me they must not see;
my life to them, must, an example be.
I must remember, as I go,
through summer's sun and winter's snow,
I'm building for the years to be,
for that little one that follows me.
~author unknown
On a less serious note -- this is how we handle 106 degrees... Who needs pants anyways?! :)
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