a saturday with my heart
Early the Saturday morning following my arrival from Austin, she and I curled up on the couch together. She in her footed pj’s…me in my everyday loungewear. Placing her sweet cheeks to my shoulder with bundles of beautiful blonde curls falling over, she breathes “I love you J…oh I love you so much.”
I hear parents say that they love their children more than they’ve ever loved anyone else. I can’t fathom this to be true. Because, in my mind, I can’t possibly imagine being capable of loving anyone more than I love this little girl. The raddest chick on the planet. God’s gift and gracious change in my world. The one who moved me to be a better woman so that I could be a better role model for her – from the moment she was conceived to the moments she spent on my lap that Saturday morning…this little funky butt funny girl has created in me a reason to make this life and all its moments mean something.
We began our day with hua-hoop adventures (and yeah, I spelled that correctly!) — first her turn — then our turn — never my turn. We’re working on that whole sharing thing. 🙂
After taking up my Canon 40D and taking over 200 pictures, I handed Grace her very own special camera. She spent most of her afternoon and evening like this:
Three sets of batteries later, it was time to go home for my favorite girl. It had been too long since I’d last seen her, and the day went far too fast. In the midst of our final hugs and nosenosenosenosenosenosenose eskimo-kiss tradition, I was happy to have shared the simplicity of the day with her no matter the length.
love (sweet smiles from my favorite girl),