Moments with Maddie- Month Eight

I used to whisper to a tiny Hope that she was my favorite doll ever. Little did I know, God would let me borrow two of His dolls. Eight months of rocking, dressing, feeding, and loving on Miss Maddie Cakes... it's been one beautiful blur.

Joe often says he doesn't know what God was thinking giving him two little girls. Images of little boys coming to call for them, sending them out into this big world one day (he's already trying some brainwashing, I mean encouraging, about going to a local university), and perhaps giving those hands in marriage are just a few that can send him over the edge. I remind him that forty is just a bit on the strict side for some things.

But secretly I just can't comprehend that so much time could escape us, could actually come to pass. This is cause for celebrating the little things, a cause for celebrating the here and now. (With that, have you ever seen My Best Friend's Wedding? If so, all you gotta do is sing along; I'm in one of those moods...)

Just thinkin'...

And gigglin'...

And dreamin', a hopin'...

And playin'...

And?

You guessed it... Crawlin'!

(Are you thinking how great true lo- ove is?) :)