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A little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone else in the world. She can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny noises that frazzle your nerves, yet just when you open your mouth she stands there demure with that special look in her eyes. A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot. Alan Marshall Beck |
You captured the perfect picture to go with Beck’s words. Really beautiful.
Thank you for taking the time to give me some advice on my BSM. I greatly appreciate it. 🙂
Oh she’s sweet…Love this pic!! I may have to borrow that poem too – what a perfect pairing!
That. Is. Awesome.
Both photo and poem…it would make a great scrapbook page…hmmm…may have to borrow the poem.
Thanks ladies! Carrie, I think that may just end up being a scrapbook page…steal away!!
Ditto the other comments! Such a perfect poem and such a perfect picture to go along with it. I just may have to steal that quote, too!
Perfection…Anya sums up the poem beautifully. I am such a fan of your photography and your beautiful family.
BTW, I won’t be stealing the scrapbook page, but if you come up with a good one about boys, fighting and bruises I’m all over it. 😉
I just love close up pictures when you can get every freckle and dimple. Beautiful.