My daughter is beautiful.
She is happy.
Her gaze melts me.
Her new nappy is so pretty it makes change time a delight... well, her smiles do.
My daughter can now have her hair 'styled'
Ok, I'm delusional, but I can still pretend it's a real pony tail.
My daughter is a dag...
And she makes me laugh a bit a lot...
[and there's another one of those pretty nappies... Thanks Aunty B!]
[and there's another one of those pretty nappies... Thanks Aunty B!]
My daughter is an intrepid adventurer in the making...
[I have sacrificed my desire for Mothers' Day mummy-bling for a second baby-backpack. Watch out Townsville bushwalking tracks - here we come. Ok, well,when if it stops raining, here we come!]
[I have sacrificed my desire for Mothers' Day mummy-bling for a second baby-backpack. Watch out Townsville bushwalking tracks - here we come. Ok, well,
And is very patient with her older brother...
My daughter loves her brother... and his toys...
... they are...
...worth the crawl to find them (before Mummy does).
My daughter is precious beyond compare.
And you know what?
I'm not the only one who thinks so!
"I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well." Psalm 139:14
[LittleLady is her big cousin A's 'mini-me' in these last few pics! It's finally been cool enough to wear this outfit and she looks so adorable in it, and BigMan LittleLady loves the 'butterfly' sheets as well Thanks for sharing, A!]