sunny snapshot: our mothers.
My husband's mother taught him how to treat a woman with respect and tenderness.
My mother taught me how to be a mother. She taught me to love my divine calling.
Our mothers loved us from our beginnings.
My mother taught me how to be a mother. She taught me to love my divine calling.
Our mothers loved us from our beginnings.
What a remarkable legacy.
Comments
So YOU are the adorable genius behind the foot blog! I've seen your link a few times. I never knew feet could be so interesting, and....cute! Probably because i've lived with monster man/hand feet my whole life.
I have come to terms though and decided that my feet are the best when they are dirty and bare...cause that means i have been living ;) The dorkiest thing is that for years i wouldn't even show my feet!! Now i couldn't even care less...they take me places!! Run races, jump on beds, play footsies, and even pick up laundry. Basically, feet rock!...especially mine ;)
here's my proof:
http://teamboo2000.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-dirty-for-nie.html
Your photos are beautiful, btw...hope you have a wonderful day!
I've been browzing...i love both your blogs! you are amazingly creative.
looking forward to your, sure to be, scummiest foot post... :)
-Carolyn