life with short people - She Laughs at the Days

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It’s a tiny little red dress with a little white onsie, long sleeved with red flowers printed on it and little bow […]

They like to play this game called friends. The Boy and the Girl take turns pretending that they are a guest in […]

Every night it’s the same. We send the kids to floss and get their toothbrush ready. We do the brushing and check […]

A bag of new clothes sits on my bed. Well, not really new, they are cast offs, hand me downs, gifts. We […]

I don’t feel all that bad that this particular update is almost 3 weeks late. Mainly because it’s not been written because […]

After an evening passed in the company of a scented candle, placed strategically between myself and the GH so as to mask/kill/distort/intercept […]

I often wonder if I should be telling the Girl she is pretty. I mean, she is. I think she’s beautiful. But […]

Wait, didn’t I just write your 3rd birthday letter? Has it already been a year? And yet, when I look at you […]

Well, when you are a girl who loves pretty things and girly things, it seems that the best way to celebrate your […]

You emerged tiny and slippery. Your body was warm and firm. I found strength I didn’t know I had birthing you. It […]