Sometimes our children are the best of us. There are days that I am blown away by the
kindhearted, generous, unconditionally loving little human that came out of
me. I look at her and I am humbled by
the sweet spirit she embodies.
Then there are the days that the darling little face looking
back is anything but angelic. It is full of attitude and disdain and undeniably me.
Heaven have mercy on me...we haven't even hit the teenage years yet.
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