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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Fleeting Moments.

Since I'm not the president of the United States, I don't have a personal photographer. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't really want one because I would inevitably be caught looking like I-don't-know-what far too often......but today, oh, today I wish wish wish there was a handy someone snapping photos of my precious girl.
I knew I couldn't run for the camera. She'd only follow me and sorely interrupt her sweet play. So I just watched and tried to cement those moments in my memory.

Pigtails wiggling. Pages turning. Darling baby voice 'singing' as she perused the hymnal.


Golly, I love her, and I don't want to forget these fleeting days.

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