A journal for my children of my life with them

This blog tells the story of my children while they are young.
I am constantly told, like by the stranger when my little one had an accident today in the library, that these moments go by so fast
(although I wished I could have skipped that one).
I can feel them slipping through my hands, all these little beautiful moments.
Moments when I get to be a child again because of their wonder.
Moments when their need for me challenges me (sometimes at the library) to be a better and bigger person.
Moments when I am faced with their pain and must rely on God for their needs.
Moments when I hurt because they are just so beautiful to look at, and even more often so beautiful on the inside.

I don't know if they will want to read these chronicles when they grow up, but I hope so. I hope this journal helps them to remember a childhood they loved, and family who love them

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

love

On Valentines day Sunday we were walking back in the house and Dorathea turned to me and said, "Mommy, I love you"  out of the blue.  "Oh," I said "That's sweet! What made you say that?"  she replied, "God".


Dorathea in the dress she wore Sunday for the Princess dance with Mommy.
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  1. EmilyFebruary 17, 2010 at 7:23 AM

    Oh, my goodness, that is so precious it nearly made me cry! Thank you for sharing!

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