When I found out we were having a girl, I was terrified. What was I going to do with a daughter? I was used to Aric. Used to the roughness, dirt and trucks that come along with having a boy. The task of raising a daughter just seemed daunting. While it has been difficult raising two kids sixteen months apart, it has been fun having a daughter. There are just some things that a mother can only share with a daughter:
My love of seat belt bags:
My love of chatting with friends and family on the
calculator phone:
My love of being a mother:
I'm pretty sure, though, that the love of wearing monkey towels is all her and not from me.
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