How does the saying go?
A son’s a son ’till he takes a wife…
A daughter’s a daughter all her life.
Or until she puts you in the ground after years of contesting jeans, pleading to wear flip flops during the dead of winter and basically arguing her way out of every outfit you plan for her. *sigh* Can you tell we’re having wardrobe wars in these parts lately?
All kidding aside, daughters are wonderful, special and all that good stuff. They’re a mothers storyteller… upholders of tradition… voices of family reason.
Even if it takes experiencing motherhood to make them *finally* appreciate their own mother!
The innocence of a little baby girl is breathtaking isn’t it? :)





















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