My Daughter

My little Bob The Builder

I stare at her everyday and wonder
how I got to be this blessed.
I tell her she is my best girl and a gift from God.
How much of a gift, she may never know.

I love watching her process the world,
how she soaks in life and pours out energy.


She dives headlong into everything.

She loves all the way and hates things just as passionatly.

Favorite place

Everytime I drop something in the house
I hear her little voice "You ok Mommy, I just checking"
When her brother is hurt I hear
"It alright Conner, here is a toy here, take a toy"
She loves swinging.... not a day goes by that I don't get asked to go out and
"Swing higher, higher Mommy"
Today I was informed that she can get  on the swing by herself. Part of me was a little sad. My little girl growing up.
She now puts her milk in the fridge when she is done drinking it...
because as she says "Milk need stay cold so very cold"

God is an amazing God isn't he?
I am so grateful to him for letting me be Mom to Miss Isabella :)
She is a heart warmer.

See my shovels Mommy

She loves her wee boots