I am the woman holding this precious little blue eyed elf-girl. I am the woman with the dirt on her jeans and an earthworm in her hand. I am the woman looking though the window to watch the birds…or to await my true love’s return. I am the woman engrossed in the book. I am the woman who burns pots and pans and can still salvage dinner.
And, because I think you should be reading her blog as well, here is the link to the very clever lady who inspired this post.