This is Twelve

  I feel like I say it every year.  I can't believe this girl is TWELVE today.  Twelve!  But this year I feel like saying I can't believe this girl is ONLY twelve.  Of course I long for the days of princesses and baby dolls and it makes me so sad to put all of … Continue reading This is Twelve

This is Four.

Oh my sweet boy.  My baby.  You remind me so often that you aren't a baby any more, but a big boy now.  I know.  I see it in your independence, your wit, your sense of humor, your strong will, and your courage.  But no matter how big you get, you'll always be my baby. … Continue reading This is Four.