The more things change, the more they stay the same
My girl walking on the Outer Banks
daughter of mine
walking on the shore
you’re no little girl anymore
becoming a lady far too soon
and I’m afraid to blink
cause I might miss
your little girl hugs and that little girl kiss
dare to dream big, daughter of mine
walking on the shore
you’re not a little girl
anymore…
This beauty warmed my heart tonight.
After getting home late from church, my girls got ready for bed and began reading. I went to tuck my youngest one in bed and pray with her, and she said “Momma, will you pick out an outfit for me to wear tomorrow?”
Now, this is the ultimate privilege- having my daughter value my fashion-sense enough to want my input in what she wears. So, naturally, knowing my youngest and her flair for the cray-cray fashion, I picked out two things that did…
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