Feelings of worth can flourish only in an atmosphere where individual differences are appreciated, mistakes are tolerated, communication is open, and rules are flexible - the kind of atmosphere that is found in a nurturing family.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Brylee got her first owie today that drew blood. I sat her done on the ground so I could go peel an orange, She lost her balance and fell forward hitting her head on the sofa. The sofa had a staple sticking out of it and it punctured a small hole in her forehead. When we picked her up she had a stream of blood dripping down her head. She was so brave she stopped crying as soon as we got it cleaned up.
Tiff! She is BEAUTIFUL!! I remember those first ouchies...you think you are going to die right along with them. Brady almost broke his nose on Wednesday, and I was like, stop crying so I can call your dad to meet us at the ER. All the blood didn't even phase me. I guess that is what having three kids does..not sure it is a good thing?!?
Brylee followed her Grandma into the bathroom. She asked her if she was going potty. Bonnie said yep. Brylee then said I wipe your bum k!
December 2009 Justin asked Brylee what Mommy was getting him for Christmas. She replied "A box!" Followed with giggles.
November 2009 While Brylee was going potty I grabbed some tissue to blow my nose. The next thing I know Brylee brings up the toilet paper she was wiping with and blew her nose to. Yuck!
Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my hear never to part, baby of mine.
Little one when you play, don't you mind what they say. Let those eyes sparkle and shine, never a tear, baby of mine.
If they knew sweet little you they'd end up loving you two. All of those people who scold you what they'd give just for the right to hold you.
From your head down to your toes, you're not much, goodness knows. But you're so precious to me, sweet as can be, baby of mine. If they knew sweet little you, they'd end up loving you too. All those same people who scold you, what they'd give just for the right to hold you.
From your head down to your toes you're not much, goodness knows. But you're so precious to me, sweet as can be, baby of mine. Baby of mine
3 comments:
my poor little Brylee. Give her a big kiss better for me.
Poor Girl! Even with a band aid on her forehead she is still the cutest!
Tiff! She is BEAUTIFUL!! I remember those first ouchies...you think you are going to die right along with them. Brady almost broke his nose on Wednesday, and I was like, stop crying so I can call your dad to meet us at the ER. All the blood didn't even phase me. I guess that is what having three kids does..not sure it is a good thing?!?
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