I watched with a quiet smile as my daughter led her 18-month-old cousin down our hall. Faith still had her hair pulled back in a bun from her dance recital as she took little Erin by the hand. Faith, who looked so elegantly grown up, reassured her visiting cousin as they slowly tottered together toward the guest bedroom. "Come on, Erin. It's OK. You're brother's coming too and we're going to watch a movie," Faith told her. It was one of those moments when I didn't even need a Kodak. It will be etched in my heart and memory forever. Faith was so gentle, so patient and so mature. There's nothing like having a wee one in the house to see how big your little girl really is.
- Liz
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
She's the big girl now
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That's a beautiful story.
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