Or indulge in a few baby dreams; they were so fleeting and sweet. . .
but the peace is lovely, the solitude novel. And my future, our future, beckons.
Or indulge in a few baby dreams; they were so fleeting and sweet. . .
but the peace is lovely, the solitude novel. And my future, our future, beckons.
A busy working mom tries to chronicle the beauty of her children and occasional culinary creations.
A busy working mom tries to chronicle the beauty of her children and occasional culinary creations.
1 comment:
were they ever really that small?
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