Every morning as of late it's the same thing,"Mommy, can I go outside and pick leaves?" she asks. She is fascinated by them...sometimes calling them flowers because in her mind anything colored this beautifully must be a flower. Isn't childhood innocence just the most precious thing?! If only we could all view our world through child-like eyes...what a magical place this would be. Just a simple thought for today. Happy Friday!!
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It was a slower week for me, but sometimes we need those slow weeks. Life
can be a constant flurry of work and activities. Sometimes I enjoy those
slow...
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