She isn’t a baby anymore.
She’s growing up. She fights with her brothers. She wants to wear her hair in a pony tail if I’m wearing a pony tail. She wants her sunglasses if I have mine. She broke her arm. I broke my foot. My mom and dad say she’s the spitting image of me at that age.
She’s opinionated. She knows what she wants.
She very much like me.
God gave us Danielle because Daniel was a prophet in the Bible. She is named after him.
While I was pregnant with My third born son God told me my daughter would sing for him. So I naturally thought I was carrying a girl. Silly me.
She came last. She is the 4th born in our family.
But she sings all the time and she loves Jesus. Her prayers will hush the loudest of rooms.
She’s not a baby anymore but she’s still my baby girl and I love her.
Well, if she's a spittin' image of you, then you must feel right proud, because you have a beautiful little girl!
Rhonda
She's beautiful, Julie! Precious. 🙂
Love, Alyssa
I love you too. You will always be baby girl!
Precious girl.
Love that second picture of her. She does look so sweet (and spicy). God is good to have blessed you with her.
Cathy