Momma thoughts

Our baby is now two years and one month old. Each day seems to literally FLY by with no regard for my sentimentality or need to freeze time. (Perhaps that is what my camera is for.) Each night, I'm left with memories from hours before of little miss precious Life asking to dance with us... "more mommy! MOOOORE DANCE!" And I smile. Wish for more. Praise God. And rest... cause tomorrow's a dance party. (And I need to be ready.)

Life is teaching me that I need to be ready. It's a good lesson and reminder of the things that are to come.

Dancin' feet. Happy girl:








- "Hey Life! Do you have bows on your head?"
- "No!"