My youngest daughter, who isn’t quite four, blurted out those words the other morning as I fastened her into her car seat, rather hurriedly I might add. She pronounced this aspiration so matter-of-factly, it was as if she had just had a quiet epiphany. It wasn’t the first time that I had heard those words, but
When I grow up, I want to be…a Mommy
30 Monday Jan 2012
Posted in Children, Mother & Daughter, On Marriage, On Traditions
