Love is hugs and kisses.
Love is wiping noses and cleaning up vomit – and remembering the sick girl cuddles.
Love is cleaning bums and clothes – and praying over the girls that own them.
Love is cooking dinner – and praying blessings over your family.
Love is cleaning up … again – and listening to the echoes of laughter, and sometimes, shouts and tears, that fill the walls of this house.
Love is folding laundry – and remembering the reasons they got dirty, the active imaginations of girls growing.
Love is wiping down the bathroom – and remembering the long journeys of potting training (and dreading the future potty training for the one still in diapers).
Love is hugs and kisses – for sweet girls that grow too fast, just wanting to hold them young a second longer.
|And older photo (last Christmas) but a perfect picture of love. :)|