My daughter is 6 tomorrow. I know how she'll gasp and run in place when she sees all this on the breakfast table tomorrow...*smile*...
there is much to say over the birth of my daughter
but I remember my first feeling for her new life finally cradled in my arms was like hatching out a hundred butterflies and letting them tickle over your skin
and letting them land in your hair
Imagine the giggling and the stillness which that would - must - inspire...yes, she was like that.