Somewhere during the conversation I called her, Honey.
We laughed. I knelt before her and took her into my arms, then said, "Okay, Sweetheart. I'll never again call you Honey."
Her, big smile. Then, "Good. I like Sweetheart. You can call me Sweetheart all day long."
I want a little girl. So bad.
Stephen
I guess she told you. Funny how they like their own things! Sweet and pretty little girl. She was polite about it. Happy Easter if you celebrate with eggs. I don't have lil ones. I will instead celebrate a more traditional Easter. Hope its cold enough to crank the oven. Hope ya have a nice day.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Dear Lady...yes, she's a doll.
DeleteThey can steal our hearts so easily, at that age. Hope the rest of your day goes that sweetly.
ReplyDeleteThank you, my good friend. My heart is so easily stolen.
DeleteWhat a Cutie Pie. Bet she wouldn't like that term either ;)
ReplyDeleteGirls, they are so weird sometimes....thanks, my lovely friend.
DeleteYOU ARE A HONEY and a sweetheart.
ReplyDeleteAh, shucks. Thanks, sweet Joy.
DeleteWe know who you are really longing for, and we are still praying for that reunion. Keep hope alive, and God bless you and yours.
ReplyDeleteI'm an open book....thanks, Dear Sweet Lady.
DeleteI highly recommend the experience. My daughter has made me a better man in ways I never would have dreamed possible.
ReplyDeleteDaddy Hawk, I understand. I've an eight year old granddaughter and she is my heart. Thanks, my friend.
DeleteOne day, Buddy. One day.
ReplyDeleteI so hope the Good Lord reads your comment....thanks, my good friend.
Delete((hugs))
ReplyDeleteThank you...and to you.
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