My daughter IS the definition of independent.
My smart and sassy little girl just turned 5.
Sitting at the breakfast table this morning: Bryson: “It’s Black Friday today.” Natalie Kate: “No it’s not, look out the window – there’s the horses and the farm. It’s not black. It’s a pretty day.”
I have a feeling one day I’ll see this same little girl, inspecting wedding gowns until she sees the perfect one to compliment her perfect match. This simple, beautiful moment caught in a photograph makes me remember to drink up … Continue reading
Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning and I stumble to the kitchen very early in the morning, this is what I find… Continue reading