This is a pre-scheduled post. Will resume regular blogging next week.
When I grow up, I want to be just like her.
I want to wear brightly coloured girly dresses with toys playfully tied around my waist, not caring what people think.
I want to cuddle my Mommy and Daddy all the time, either out of sheer joy of living, or out of need to share comfort.
I want to light up any room I enter, with my bubbly laughter, my quick wit, my young and naive heart, open to all.
I want to feel loved just the way I am, so thoroughly and so deeply, that there is no room in my mind for even the tiniest bit of doubt.
When I grow up, I want to rock the world. Just like her.
When I grow up, I want to be just like her.
I want to wear brightly coloured girly dresses with toys playfully tied around my waist, not caring what people think.
I want to cuddle my Mommy and Daddy all the time, either out of sheer joy of living, or out of need to share comfort.
I want to light up any room I enter, with my bubbly laughter, my quick wit, my young and naive heart, open to all.
I want to feel loved just the way I am, so thoroughly and so deeply, that there is no room in my mind for even the tiniest bit of doubt.
When I grow up, I want to rock the world. Just like her.
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Me, too!
Beautiful tribute to your little girl. I feel the same way about my granddaughters---I wish I had had their confidence in themselves and their individuality when I was their age. There was a strict dress code for little minister's daughters back then--none of the colorful creativity that adorns little girls today. I'm so glad our daughters and granddaughters have such freedom jsut 'to be'.
I love this series of individual posts about your flowtop family. Your boy will grow stronger for having had to to win over his insecurities, and your easygoing girl is lucky to know already that a smile can win in most situations.
Happy New Year to all of you!