Because My Daughter is Home

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)

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3 Responses to Because My Daughter is Home

  1. Carina says:

    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

  2. Amanda K. says:

    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.
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