For all my rants regarding suggestive songs, tampons and minty fresh tooties, I am admittedly the biggest sap around. When it comes to my husband or children it takes very little to start my waterworks flowing. But come on...I'd wager at least 95% of you moms are wired the exact same way. Oh, you may put on a tough show and guard your emotions, but when it really comes down to the nitty gritty, you're snotting and sobbing the second your child does or says something remotely precious. (Like 2 days ago, when I put a red and white polka dotted bathing suit on Caroline--she looked at herself and announced, "Oooh--I'm beautiful!" My mother and I just about fell off the bed.)
Last night was my eldest's 4th recital with Lee School of Dance. The theme for the ballet portion of the show was Disney Princesses. Dressed as Snow White, Libbey took to the stage and danced to "Any Girl Can Be A Princess." As soon as the music started and her little precious arms and legs began to work their magic, I felt the tears welling. That's my baby. But she's not a baby anymore. (Libbey is the 2nd Snow White in the front--her best friend, Bronwen, is to her right.)
Maybe I have fresh perspective due to the new little 4 day old girl in our family...because believe me, it seems like only minutes ago I was holding a brand new Miss Mary Elizabeth Litton. And now she's almost 6 & a half and becoming a little lady so fast I can't take pictures with my heart fast enough.
Today Scotty pleaded to Libbey, "Please don't get any older...stay the age you are right now." Oh honey, I totally agree.
I love you, Libbey. You are more than a princess. You are a daughter of the King!