I haven’t done an official Share Your World in awhile, (not to be confused with the traditional sharing I do as a part of blogging) so let’s go!!
About a week ago, I was at the open gym at the local community center with Wee One, and I heard one mom refer to her cherubic daughter as “little woman.” As in. “Come on, little woman, we’re going home.” I think that sounds cute! We call boy children “little man,” and this is just another kind of endearment.
I think all parents can relate, on some level. This was from about a year ago, when Wee One was much wee-er:
This blog post about, as the book calls it, the Precious Present, prompts me to reflect on and write about a small moment with Wee One today. It was just before I was going to lay her down for her nap, and we were laying on the bed together, singing songs.
Write it on your heart that every day is the best day of the year. Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Describe a moment if your life when your heart was full and overflowed with joy.
This morning, while waiting (and waiting and waiting…) in line at the DMV (I lost my Washington license today; boo-hoo) I read, in one of my local parenting groups, about a creepy dude at the park skulking around the kids. Another mom was like, oh, was it this guy? And had a whole other story. They were two different creepers, and represent but a drop in the bucket of all the creepers out there, I’m sure.
What is it about a black and white photo that is so beautiful?