They teach; they mother. They do it every day, without fail. They take our children, making them their own for the day.
Wade In, Run In, Jump In. It’s Your Life. It’s Waiting.
I hope she remembers that her mom didn't mind rolling her pants up and taking her in the water. Ever. Her mom helped her lead her inherently independent life.
Dancing In Brown Sugar
I keep coming back to these tiny feet that belong to a girl who is going through the “terrible twos.”
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