“Daddy, I’m a princess….”
Were the words she spoke as she walked up to the couch were I lay. She had on a beautiful dress and play shoes. Her little purse dangled from her left elbow as she brushed away the blonde bang that covered her eyes.
“That means I have to use this!” she said bright eyed and smiling as she held up a plastic credit card she recently discovered tucked away in the pocket of the previously noted purse.
Both amazement and trepidation swept over my heart when I realized what she was alluding to. I quickly swept her up in my arms – at the same time swiping the plastic card and tossing it under the couch – and gave her a quick tickling storm.
“You’re a princess huh?” I asked as I grabbed a finger full of “turkey leg.”
I gave her enough pause to catch a breath and respond. She nodded her head with a huge smile.
She was my princess.
She is my princess.
Today she turns three. It is so young, yet it seems so old. Where did the days go? What happened to the nights? One moment I’m cradling a tiny baby wrapped in a blue, pink, and white hospital blanket and the next moment I’m sitting on the couch with Cinderella.
I’m looking at her now,
Playing with her princess book,
Wearing her princess pajamas.
Scolding the dog…. :)
Oh what wonderful years the last three have been; truly a blessing from the Lord. It amazes me when I see how fast kids grown.
One day she’ll be all grown up, she’ll meet some guy who will never be good enough and he’ll take her away from me.
But today she is three…
Today she is mine…
So I think I’ll turn of the computer now and dance with a princess tonight….
Were the words she spoke as she walked up to the couch were I lay. She had on a beautiful dress and play shoes. Her little purse dangled from her left elbow as she brushed away the blonde bang that covered her eyes.
“That means I have to use this!” she said bright eyed and smiling as she held up a plastic credit card she recently discovered tucked away in the pocket of the previously noted purse.
Both amazement and trepidation swept over my heart when I realized what she was alluding to. I quickly swept her up in my arms – at the same time swiping the plastic card and tossing it under the couch – and gave her a quick tickling storm.
“You’re a princess huh?” I asked as I grabbed a finger full of “turkey leg.”
I gave her enough pause to catch a breath and respond. She nodded her head with a huge smile.
She was my princess.
She is my princess.
Today she turns three. It is so young, yet it seems so old. Where did the days go? What happened to the nights? One moment I’m cradling a tiny baby wrapped in a blue, pink, and white hospital blanket and the next moment I’m sitting on the couch with Cinderella.
I’m looking at her now,
Playing with her princess book,
Wearing her princess pajamas.
Scolding the dog…. :)
Oh what wonderful years the last three have been; truly a blessing from the Lord. It amazes me when I see how fast kids grown.
One day she’ll be all grown up, she’ll meet some guy who will never be good enough and he’ll take her away from me.
But today she is three…
Today she is mine…
So I think I’ll turn of the computer now and dance with a princess tonight….
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