This afternoon, as her daddy was lifting her tiny, exhausted body out of her car seat, she laid her head sleepily on his broad shoulder, her long eyelashes sweeping the tops of her rosy cheeks. And in that moment I watched our hectic day come to a screeching halt as he gently cradled her head, and wrapped his arm around her waist. He sighed a contented sigh and drank up every drop of her wisps of golden hair and rounded baby face.
And then he said to me, "On her wedding day, I will pick her up and hold her just like this... because she will always be my baby..."
Be blessed.
xo,
Chelsea
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