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Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Little Bit, The Mechanic-Continued

More pictures from my camera.  She loves her Mike and Papa.  Such a tomboy.  I love Little Bit so much.  I hope you enjoy these.


Monday, March 7, 2011

Little Bit, The Mechanic

On Fridays we try to spend sometime with Papa after Little Bit's nap.  This week, the weather was so nice and Papa was outside with Mike working on the car.  Little Bit and I sat outside in chairs.  Me to keep and eye on her and work on homework and her to explore and help Papa and Mike.

Here is Little Bit exploring and helping:

Mimi's pot and playing on the porch 



We brought one of her "big girl" chairs out

Mike and Papa under the blue Saturn



Giving Papa kisses

Cute pigtails and still all clean




Mike under the car

Looking at Mike under the Saturn



Trying to share


Offering Mike her fruit snacks







Dirty face



Dirty face from helping and then eating fruit snacks




Figuring out her cup fits in the hole 


Close-up of her dirty hands

Mom helping show her dirty hands


Saturday, March 5, 2011

Little Bit's Body

We enjoy quizzing Little Bit about her body parts.  She usually will not do it for the camera for other people.  Gordon was really good at helping me getting Little Bit to show off.  She is such a smart girl.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

I love you Gordon!


One of the greatest blessings that I have is my husband and his love for me. He has helped me with my self-esteem more than anything. Knowing he loves me and wants to be intimate even if I look frumpy or was mad at him earlier. He loves me when he comes home from a long day at work and I’m frustrated that he forgot some silly thing that is not really important. He loves me when I’m to tired to pick up our daughter and I playing all day and the house is a mess and dinner was never made. He loves me when I am too tired to cuddle or too busy with homework to pay attention to him other than a quick hug and kiss when he comes home. He is my refuge from the media, the ones that helps me realize that I don’t have to look or be prefect. He loves me unconditionally, that love that you always strive for and when you find it, it seams help heal some wounds that have been bleeding.