My oldest daughter and I were walking through a bookstore yesterday trying to locate a bathroom for her. She had her hand in mine but wasn't "holding" my hand. I curled her little fingers around my hand and said, "There. Now you are holding my hand." She uncurled her fingers and informed me that, "Princesses do not hold hands. They just stretch out their arms and let people hold it for them."
Later I walked down the hall and our youngest comes running towards me furiously flapping her arms and she yells, "I'm trying to fly but my wings won't let me." It was so cute and made even cuter because she looked like she really thought she could fly if she flapped hard enough! =)
My family. My blog. Just a blog about the 6 of us, trying to live a Godly lifestyle in this crazy world.
1 comment:
oh what sweeties!
Oldest ... it's amazing she would even condescend to allow her hand to be held by plebians such as we. :)
Youngest ... you never know! I did see wings sprouting out of her back on Christmas morning. :)
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