Friday, January 23, 2009

She is now 1. Lord, keep our paths straight.

Gratia you are 1. You are walking, running, riding, loving outside. You love shoes. Wanting to wear yours. Happily wearing your coat around the house, with the hood up. You are a cuddler. You love to burrow your precious head in your special blanket when I hold you. You also like to walk around with a blanket on your head. A bit crazy. You love to play chase with your brother. Your favorite toy is a toothbrush. Your favorite food is pretty much anything. You hold our hands when we pray. You get so excited when your daddy comes home. You seek him out when you wake up from your nap "hi, dad". You love to sing and worship, at church or at home, always kicking and raising your hand. You love to dance with your sister. You never miss a beat. Fiamma has taught you well.

You are our little lady. Our precious little lamb. We love you dearly.


G gorgeous babe

R radiant

A adorable little lady

T truly a gift from above

I irresistibly sweet

A amazing; from your precious head to your itty bitty toes.

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