You can stop now. That is what I always say to the little people in my life who are called grandchildren. Stay four. Don’t turn five, yet. Every parent knows the feeling when a sweet and special child gets too big to do things that are cute. Naturally cute. How …
She came today for a tiny, magical visit. A wisp of a thing who darted so fast that I could barely catch a glimpse of her. I could hear her more than I could see her. She filled the house with sunshine and the sounds made by little, rapidly-fluttering fairy wings. ~ The first thing …
