It won't buy the feeling you get when your younger child finally sleeps on the way to meet your newest niece.
It won't buy two goofy girls making room for each other on Kiki's piano bench.
It won't buy the realization that spaghetti is not vile poison.
It won't buy the feeling that your friend Emma is coming to play with you at your favorite place.
It won't buy the moment you realize your tom-boy is still a girl. Or the look on her face when she gets to try on her princess dress for the first time.
It won't buy clean lovies (apparently you need a dishwasher for that).
It CAN NOT buy the feeling that comes with watching Michigan lose. To a team you know they didn't fear. On homecoming (GO ILLINI).
It doesn't make you feel the warm glow of trying something for the first time, and being pretty good at it.
Or the feeling of your younger child sleeping on the way home from meeting your newest niece.
It CAN NOT buy the feeling that comes with watching Michigan lose. To a team you know they didn't fear. On homecoming (GO ILLINI).
It doesn't make you feel the warm glow of trying something for the first time, and being pretty good at it.
Or the feeling of your younger child sleeping on the way home from meeting your newest niece.
And, apparently economic security.
2 comments:
Love dropping in at your blog, if for nothing else than to see your two beautiful girls. Their smiles warm this old heart. Your sharings are great too.
What a great post! I love all of the pictures!
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