How can it be?
How can it be that this sweet little baby, the one that I would rock to sleep, is a teenager now and is going into high school. Seems like our own kids were just there! (Ahem, the mind can sure play tricks on us!)
How can it be that this cute little one, the one that sat on the front steps one evening and while we were gazing up at the stars, " Nana, look up, that's a crescent moon!" Oh, so smart for her age, she could not have been two! (Grandchildren are brilliant!)
How can it be that this little one, the one that would run up, jump in my arms, hug my neck so tight, giggle and tell me a knock knock joke, oh, she was barely four, what sense of humor, and now she is going into high school!
How can it be that this little one, the one that would just in my lap, quickly mention, oh Nana, what a pretty purse!", just so sweet, and now she is going into high school!!
How can it be that this little girl that loved to play restaurant, truly loved pretending, loved playing dress up, great little actress, is going into high school?
How can it be that this little one, the one I bounced on my knew, pushed on a swing, strolled around for hours on end, how can it be that she is going into high school?? (I have 14 years of this...won't go on, but could!)
How can it be?
Nana will get over it..
The Senior Pastor had a great message last night that he took from the words of this song, one we all remember!
Oh, be careful little eyes, what you see.
Oh, be careful little eyes, what you see.
There's a Father up above, looking down in tender love,
So be careful little eyes, what you see.
Oh, be careful little eyes, what you see.
There's a Father up above, looking down in tender love,
So be careful little eyes, what you see.
Be careful little ears what you hearOh be careful...
Be careful little mouth what you say...
Be careful little hands, what you touch...
Be careful little feet, where you go...
His message was profound, you could hear a pin drop.
Great message Rev. Ferguson, Nana approved.
Taylor is second from the right.
Me, Taylor and her Mom, our daughter.
Congratulations Taylor!
I love you,
Nana
xoxoxo














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