Avelyn woke up this morning complaining of a sore tummy and claiming to feel too ill to go to school.
So I asked her if she wanted a big cupcake for breakfast.
“Can babies die?”
“God made the whole world, right? But HOW did He do it?”
“If the earth is spinning, how come we can’t feel it moving?”
“What if God wanted to break the w
Brinley is a happy baby. The others were not.
In between the eye-boogers, midnight tantrums and sleepless nights, there were some happy little moments.
Not too shabby.
There are no words.
And no, I don’t what is smeared on the wall.
(Anyone remember this:)
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I bought Angella’s old 50 mm lens after she received an upgrade for her birthday.