A mother's jewels are magical objects that can mesmerize a child for hours.
I remember sneaking into my mother's room, opening up her box, and looking at all her jewelry with respectful awe.
They were the most amazing things a little girl had ever seen!
It's a couple decades later and my mom has given me some of those magical items that I still find myself dazed over.
Thanks mom. I love them.
And the torch has been passed on.
Hannah loves loves loves to wear my jewelry.
Everyday I find her sneaking in my box and looking at all the shiny objects.
I love that girl. But...
The death count of my broken bracelets currently stands at 6.
Bummer.
The death count of my broken bracelets currently stands at 6.
Bummer.
3 comments:
Maybe it is just a kid thing because Ethan loves to try and sneak and get into my jewelry box as well. Luckily he can only reach the bracelets right now.
:) so much for "respectful awe" ;)
I wish my kids could learn your talent at that. I lost count of all the broken pieces long ago.
Oh I love little girls!
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