Oh, how I love my daughters. So much alike and yet so different; I am blessed to have them as my best friends, confidants, and best of all, so beautiful!
- I love how she thinks really fast and sometimes the words are jumbled because they cannot keep up with her thought processes.
- I love how she beams with smiles and twinkles in her eyes.
- I love that her imagination is wild and mischievous.
- I love that once she told me that God had visited her in a dream and gave her a burrito. She was so obsessed with burritos that I found ways to push more cheese into them to melt for her.
- I love that she says things like: "Remember when I was a little girl ..." and then reminisce about the good ole days.
- I loved how she asked, "how old will I be when I am this tall?" and held her hand a few inches above her head.
- I love how she has such a great sense of humor and to make others laugh, especially when they are sad.
- I love that they are my daughters, but so different from me, yet alike. I love her confidence in never backing down from a fight or allowing others to berate her family. She can start a conversation with complete strangers like maintenance workers as if they were old friends.
- I love how confident she is in public; in the midst of fighting a fire or assisting an accident victim.
- I love that she loves horses more than I do; rides with me; and carries on long conversations about anything equine.
- I love that they are so respectful of others; even those who are less than kind to them.
- I love that they are phenomenal mothers; caring deeply and protecting their own daughters.
- I love how intelligent they are and love to learn. I love how education is important in their own daughters and how wonderful they are in school and in sports.
- I love how she texts me every day to make sure that I am okay and all is well in my world.
- I love her laugh and how much she uses it.
- I love how forgiving she is and when I offend her, she will immediately forgive and give me hugs.
- I love her voice and how kind she speaks to her children and I.
- I love that no matter how old they are, they will come in and snuggle in bed and we talk and talk and talk.
- I love that they love to sit and watch old Walt Disney movies and talk about what they remember when they were young.
- I love that they love me for loving them no matter what trouble or difficult situation. That I was always there to defend and protect.
- I love that they are easy to please and love to have me cook for them.
- I love how she multi-tasks and stays patient under pressure.
- I love how beautiful their hair and eyes are. How beautiful they keep themselves.
- I love that every day I love them more and more and more.
- I love how they call me "mama" ... yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
How blessed am I to have my daughters? Sometimes far more than I deserve. This past week was a week of memories and fun with my daughters and grand-daughters. What a way it was to spend such a wonderful vacation. I am so looking forward to more vacation blessings to come because ..
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