Thursday, October 15, 2009


I love my ballerina girl.  Gwen is in a little ballet class every Thursday morning.  She loves it. When we returned home this morning, the light in her bedroom was so pretty.  I grabbed my camera and took a few candids of my girl.  I love her so much.  Two nights ago Jon and I woke up to hear her crying in her room.  We both ran in to see what the problem was.  She must have just had a bad dream.  She kept saying, "mama, mama".  I hopped into bed with her and she pulled me in close.  It took just a minute to calm her down.  I held her and quietly sang a few of her favorite songs.  She was able to quickly drift back to sleep.  I was reminded of how grateful I am to be a mom, Gwen's mom.  I am one lucky mama to call this little one mine.