Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Little Human

This is my baby.
Not the best picture, just taken with Mr Armstrong's old phone, but non-the-less: there she is. The day she was born, blue hands and all. Wrapped in the same pink blanket that she still uses almost every night. She had those blue eyes I always wanted her to keep. She was so little, her cry so quite. 10 little finger, 10 little toes. Perfect.

So, how did this happen?
Those blue eyes have turned brown, and that quite cry is now a scream that comes with every "No" she hears from her Papa and Momma. 10 fingers that get into everything, and 10 toes to take her where ever she wants. Ornery.

Time is a jerk. 

This little human has wrecked my world.

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