*Yesterday Molly dressed up in her white tutu. When she wears that tutu I tell her she looks like a snowflake ballerina. She said, “Mommy, I don’t want to be a snowflake princess ballerina. Today I am the sparkle on a moon beam.”
*Molly told me last week: “I love you as much as God does.”
*And then the other day she came up to me with a furrowed brow and worried expression, very concerned about her latest career dilemma. “Mom, when I grow up I want to be a princess. But being a nurse would be super fun too.” She sighed as she said this, as if facing an impossible choice.
