Sunday, October 01, 2006

They Make Her Feel Pretty

This is her binky. She needs it when she's sad. It calms her down right away and makes any pain go away. When she burned her hand on the stove, we ran it under cold water and got her binky. The crying stopped instantly. When she's sad because Daddy had to go to work, or because she has to take a nap, she gets her binky and it makes her feel better. Her binky makes her happy.
This is her Lambsie. She loves Lambsie. Lambsie has ow-ies in the same places she does, and Lambsie needs kisses too. Lambsie learned to go potty right along with her. Lambsie needs to eat breakfast, lunch, dinner, and every snack in between. Lambsie has to sit and watch movies with her. Lambsie even has to go to bed with her. Lambsie is her friend when no one else is around to play.
These are her toes. She loves to have them painted. She calls them her pretty's. She feels grown up when we paint them. Mommy has to pay complete attention to her while we paint them. Everytime she sees her toes she feels pretty. It makes her happy when we paint them, and it makes her feel special.

In each of our lives there are things that make us feel pretty, happy, and special. These are things that we all need to have in our lives daily.

For me, I feel pretty when I take time and pamper myself. At home facials, pedicures, anything that I don't get to do on a regular basis (lately this includes drying my hair - without interruption).

I need chocolate to help me be happy again. Whether it's because I stubbed my toe, or the baby's crying is just really getting on my nerves. Chocolate can make anything better, and chocolate-strawberry-carmel-nut-banana-fudge-Ice cream is even better!

I feel special when I'm noticed. When a friend calls to see how I'm doing, or invites me to take a walk with them. When I get to talk to people. Sometimes all it takes is a 5 minute phone call, a short email, or sometimes all I need is a 2 year old hug. I like to be noticed. It makes me feel special.

We all have out little "lovey's." We never really grow out of them, they just get replaced by bigger and better things.

1 comment:

Lisa M. said...

I have a friend that sends me cards in the mail.

They are my all time favorite act of kindness.

Chocolate too, is a happy pill for me.

I don't ever get to dry my hair with out interuption either.

(thought I was the only one!)

Neat pictures by the way, and nice thoughts!