I love to hold her while she sleeps, soft, limp, warm baby girl.I love her sighs, little murmurs, tiny twitches, when she nestles a little closer.
I love to watch her wake, stretching, eyes opening, looking around,thousand-watt smile blazingonto her face.
Holding her is a reminder that despite my numerous flaws and failures, sometimes I do get it right.
She's a great comfort.
I love to hold her while she sleeps.
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Oh, I love this shot and this post.
She's gorgeous!
The picture of you and your daughter brings back so many beautiful memories. Damn, why did they have to grow up!
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