Sunday, June 7, 2009

Those Angel Eyes, how they melt me


She struggles to find her place in the family.

She's not the leader, she's not the baby.

I try to show her..

that's she'll always be my baby girl.

Even when she isn't requesting attention.

The need to just stop everything to squeeze her is there.

She is my baby girl.

She always will be.

She's most definitely not allowed to grow up.

She's going to live with me forever. And ever.

because I'm not a good sharer.

And mostly because I'd miss her too dang much.

5 comments:

Stacia Howard said...

This post from the pics to the words just melted me. I know that feeling.
Im so glad to have you as a blogging friend!

mindy~ree said...

ooooh Ariana!! You weren't supposed to make me cry today!!!!

loved this post.
I will come back to comment better later!

Stacy said...

That second picture just breaks my heart but seeing her smile in all the rest actually melts my heart. She's adorable and such a wonderful little being. :) A very sweet post!!

Amber said...

Love it! I feel much the same way about my middle child. Age 3 has been my favorite by far with her. She is the sweetest thing to walk this earth and I dread the day she grows up and leaves me behind.

Crystal said...

Absolutely adorable. What a sweet post. I can relate so well with my little Abby. I always worry about her falling through the cracks in our family being the middle child, currently demanding the least of our time. You expressed my feelings exactly.