
when i saw this little lady standing in for my baby. i’ve said it before, and i’ll likely say it everyday for the rest of my life… “where did my baby go?”

when i saw this little lady standing in for my baby. i’ve said it before, and i’ll likely say it everyday for the rest of my life… “where did my baby go?”

when did this baby of mine, become a little girl? it must have happened when we were out having fun.

that my favorite photos of us, always seem to include balloons? (see?)

watching you explore your world, wherever in the world we happen to be. but i was a little scared when you climbed this ladder. it seems that you have no fear, which is something i really love about you. but please be careful, because i don’t need any more gray hair.