Daddy bought Emma her own watering can. I believe we filled it up five or six times so that Emma could water her wagon and her cart. Then she decided she was going to play "splash" in them until every drop of water had disappeared. In fact, the water didn't disappear, it soaked into her clothes. She was the one who eventually asked to go inside and change clothes. So she does have some sense.
...is my life now. I was resigned to being childless after over seven years of trying. I pictured travel to Vegas and exotic locales; and buttering up my nieces and nephew so I wouldn't die alone and forgotten. Now, Surprise! I'm a mother! This blog is about my new deviated path, my life with my daughter. Home Email RSS About Highland Gal