All the pretty new flowers at our front door. How my little helper waters them every few days. Getting her ready for ballet class every Monday, pulling on tights, twisting up her tiny bun. It's all enough to make my heart burst. I feel incredibly blessed to be able to take my daughter to dance with me, even if just for now. And the fact that she loves it so and doesn't want to leave when her daddy comes to pick her up. Ah, it's just the best fuzzy feeling for this mama. :)
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Thanks for reading!
xx Kirsty