So yesterday I told of our vacation to Disney. I know…riveting. Well, there was a moment there where my daughter truly melted my heart. She made friends with some other little girls that were waiting in line to see Rapunzel. When they were playing, I heard her say “Do you like my pretty dress? My mommy made it for me. Look, it twirls!” and she began to dance. It brought a tear to my eye. This may seem corny that her saying this meant so much to me, but the majority of the time I feel over worked & under appreciated. It’s nice to know that she acknowledges the little things I do for her- sometimes. I need to envision this moment the next time she gets into my expensive make-up.
I'm just a mommy living in a toddlers world