Last night was one of those nights. One of those nights where your kid throws up on someone else's living room floor. One of those nights where you sit in an empty waiting room for the Dr. to tell you it isn't Strep Throat and you probably should of just went home and put your kid to bed. One of those nights when your big grown up six year old all of a sudden becomes your little baby again.
As I sat there, for an hour, in the empty waiting room, watching my little lady sleep...I realized once again how precious she is, how fragile she is, how sweet she is, and just how much my heart aches with love for her.
So...I took a picture. Maybe that is weird, but all at once I was flooded with the feeling that right now won't last very long and I wanted to save this moment for later, because soon she will be too big to carry to the car, soon she won't have me drive her to the Dr., soon she will be all grown up to the outside world, but to me she will always be my little lady Lily.
Thank you God for my sweet girls, in sickness and in health. Amen.
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