sometimes…

Sometimes I look at this beautiful child and wonder how she could possibly be the same one who was throwing a massive tantrum just hours earlier. Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever be done sweeping graham cracker crumbs. Sometimes it amazes me that even after a long day I miss her while she’s sleeping. Sometimes I dream of the great things she’ll be and do. Sometimes I wish she could stay this small longer. But always and forever, I will love my little girl.
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