I just can’t help myself. It’s not like I will do this every year. I just want to do it once for each child, to put in my journal. Really.
I just want to reach right in that picture and nibble on those cheeks and squish that perfect little person! She was my “squishy”, snuggly; I only want my mamma baby.
This fashion statement happened the night her Dad took her and some friends to see "Signs". I didn't ever see it but apparently it is relevant.... but I think she looks like Zena, Warrior princess with a hangover.
As a Mother, I can't help but feel a sense of pride as I notice that MY child is the only one who fit the WHOLE cookie in her mouth.........
I’ll never understand how this child......
who we had to fight daily just to keep her clothes on and….
to make her keep her pull ups on the right part of her body………
grew up to be the most modest, all parts of my body must be covered, young woman that she is today!!
Natty, you take my breath away. …….
And your strength.
I love you for your adherence to what you know to be true. For your shiny, happy soul and for so many other things but most of all….
Because you love me!!
How I got so lucky as to share her journey for the last 20 years---I’ll never know.
Happy Birthday Natty Gann!