Some days I struggle to get by. There are warlords and all-night-writing to meet deadlines and the superior demands of family.
And then there are days when I remember why it all matters. Why it would matter even if things were always sunshine and rainbows and unicorns for everyone, everywhere. These glorious little people we're blessed with -- whether through birth or adoption or accident or the bonds of friendship and family -- are what make the world go 'round.
18.1.10
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Kelly, this is a beautiful post. <3 I so appreciate the depth you show.
Oh, and of course I forgot to mention the obvious!! She is ADORABLE!!!
I'm crying that's so sweet! The southern accent makes it that much cuter! And, is she naked? My daughter would love living in your house!
I also love that she kept saying, "huh?" when your husband asked a question because she had her hands over her ears.
Adorable!
Aw, I'm glad you like her little accent. Today I was trying to figure out what lullabies are. Turns out they're granola bars said with a twang. ;)
She says huh when she can't figure out what you want her to say. It's cute in an annoying way.