Wednesday August 9, 1995 Lark is 2 years old (nearly 3)
Lark,
You were the first girl awake. When I walked into your room you said "Good morning." Then you said, "Trina feep." (meaning Trina is still asleep).
You were the only one to go with me to the doctor. You were great company and snuggled onto my lap reassuringly.
I call you my "Angel Child".
Love, Mom
I've got a child I call "my sunshine and rainbows." That's not to say an occasional storm cloud doesn't pass by, but they're always followed by the rainbow.
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