Because my daugther is home, I need to keep the pantry stocked with her favorites.
(Ginger Ale, Multigrain Cheerios, Bagel Bites)
Because my daughter is home, I need to run the dishwasher every day.
(Don’t you already have a glass somewhere?)
Because my daughter is home, our laundry hamper is always overflowing.
(Do you think this is a fancy hotel with towel service?)
Because my daughter is home, we can bake our favorite recipes together.
(Snickerdoodles, brownies, peanut butter kiss cookies)
Because my daughter is home, I have someone who’s always up for a Starbucks run.
(White Chocolate Mocha for her, Peppermint Mocha for me)
Because my daughter is home, her beautiful smile brightens my day.
(and I will miss her so much when she’s gone)
That's really sweet! I'm significantly older than your
daughter but wonder if my mom has similar thoughts when I'm home
for the week at Christmas. I miss my mom tons when I'm gone. Even
think about moving back sometimes, esp since they live in a state
that has reciprocity with Texas! But oh, the snow. I couldn't
handle it… I'm a new reader and commenter but will enjoy reading
more!
I’m clicking around a bit during naptime and stumbled across your blog — and this post. My daughter is 11 months old and is currently driving me crazy. She cries when I walk out of the room, refuses solid foods, and is no where close to sleeping through the night.
I loved this vignette of your mother-daughter relationship, and reminder this baby stage is fleeting. Thanks for sharing.
Aw, thanks! And you know you will miss these days when they are gone, because you will remember the sweet moments most!