Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Childrearing, Children, Memories, Mothering, Mothers and Daughters, Nature | Posted on 27-04-2012
My nine-year-old daughter dons chipped turquoise nail polish and an eager attitude. She always has a beaming smile for me and her sense of wonderment leads her galloping like a horse in search of fairies under mossy rocks. In preparation for our hike the other day, her backpack is filled with the essentials:
- rubber vampire bat
- Dragonology book
- dominoes (in case we want to play on our hike)
- markers (always)
- roller skates
You silly, lovely, beautiful, fun, funny, creative, clever daughter of mine!