oh, the dramatic play of a 2 year old…my sweet girl
“i pay weel life, mama. weel life.”
we watch her imitating people in her world
knowing this, we must move gently
oh, the dramatic play of a 2 year old…my sweet girl
“i pay weel life, mama. weel life.”
we watch her imitating people in her world
knowing this, we must move gently
prairie daze 
Oh my! How beautiful.
It’s late. It’s night time by now. (11:30 p.m.)
Mom is sleeping and I’m communing with you through your blog.
Marvelous.
You’re absolutely right: we must move gently.
Here’s hoping with you for great success in managing a “gentle move.”
I love you. Please squeeze the kiddies and Jerry from me.
It’s only been a week since we were with you all and my arms are aching for the kids already. Much love, Dad!
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Oh the wisdom!
And I’ve said it before I know…That Opa of yours rocks.
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so so sweet. i dream about a day when i will hear her voice!
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I’m so glad I get to love her – in weel life!
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Oh she is precious!
And yes, walking softly… I do so try. Good news is, my wee man has no problem bringing me back in line with a “Watch your tone, Mama!” should I take a heavy tread :-)
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Too cute. Really.
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