Don't Blink.
Don't Blink. You'll miss everything.
Seven years ago seems like two seconds ago. March 27, 2007, our little chubby baby girl made her little way into this big old world. With her sweet face and bow-shaped cherry lips, she was perfect. We waited a long time. She was here. Her daddy swept her up and she swept him off of his feet. His face when he smiled down on her... Oh my. Her smell. Her softness. Just her. Here we were. A family of 5. Just. Like. That.
Here we are now. A family of 6. And here she is, a 7 year old beauty about to finish first grade. Just. Like. That.
Here we are, thankful for each breath God gives us. Taking care of each other. Taking care of our baby girl we've been trusted with. And one day, her Daddy will walk her down the aisle. Give her hand to someone else to take care of her, just as we do every single day. Our sweet girl. He doesn't think about that day. She doesn't either. But I do. Because I know it is coming. Speeding like a freight train. Life goes fast. Childhood goes fast. Don't waste a minute.
Don't blink....
Happy number 7, GC. We love you.
(a few shots of our pirate boy too.. On pirate day. His last one as a pre-schooler. sniff sniff)
Seven years ago seems like two seconds ago. March 27, 2007, our little chubby baby girl made her little way into this big old world. With her sweet face and bow-shaped cherry lips, she was perfect. We waited a long time. She was here. Her daddy swept her up and she swept him off of his feet. His face when he smiled down on her... Oh my. Her smell. Her softness. Just her. Here we were. A family of 5. Just. Like. That.
Here we are now. A family of 6. And here she is, a 7 year old beauty about to finish first grade. Just. Like. That.
Here we are, thankful for each breath God gives us. Taking care of each other. Taking care of our baby girl we've been trusted with. And one day, her Daddy will walk her down the aisle. Give her hand to someone else to take care of her, just as we do every single day. Our sweet girl. He doesn't think about that day. She doesn't either. But I do. Because I know it is coming. Speeding like a freight train. Life goes fast. Childhood goes fast. Don't waste a minute.
Don't blink....
Happy number 7, GC. We love you.
(a few shots of our pirate boy too.. On pirate day. His last one as a pre-schooler. sniff sniff)
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