What a day, what a day to take toWhat a way, what a way to make it through
What a day, what a day to take to a wild child....
(Wild Child, Enya)
Ainslie is my wild child. Wild at heart, wild in spirit. I love that about her. But, she also makes me crazy! I asked Brian tonight,"I wonder how long it will take until her hair grows long enough to NOT hang forward in her face like she's some wild animal?" I think I can wait a while longer. I want to let her be a baby for as long as she can be. Wild child or not.
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