Friday, July 17, 2009
Evolution of motherhood
When our oldest, Fifi, was this age and doing this, (and wearing the same little yellow track suit!), I used to get mad. All those books, spread out all over the floor for me to pick up -- again. Dang!
Now, I'm just really glad she's not eating the marbles, pennies, Legos, hairballs, dried cherries, dice, Tylenol tablets, and rusty nails that are lying around.
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Look at that adorable little girl! Ahh, I can't wait to see her again in person!!
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