Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Raising Girls

I could not find Mr Sandman last night, sleep alluded me way into the a.m. So you can imagine that I slept as late as possible and when my girl woke me up, I begged her to let the dog out. Upon her return to my room, I asked Ms Thing what it felt like outside.

Her words exactly "Dang warm, isn't that good"

Where or where did she get that from! Although I am not to fond of the word Dang, it did tickle me to hear her sounding all grown up. That still takes us by surprise. Oh, to guide this girl, what a privilege and struggle all at once.
She is the one person that constantly surprises me, constantly butts heads with me, and constantly has her feelings and her love right out there for everyone to see.

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