Took my daughter shopping tonight.
We had dinner out.
Got back home late.
She laid her new clothes out
in neat rows
so she could choose what to wear for tomorrow.
She's 5.
I see her just every second weekend.
How can such incredible errors of judgement (marrying my daughter's mother) result in such a wonderful little human being?
Go figure
We had dinner out.
Got back home late.
She laid her new clothes out
in neat rows
so she could choose what to wear for tomorrow.
She's 5.
I see her just every second weekend.
How can such incredible errors of judgement (marrying my daughter's mother) result in such a wonderful little human being?
Go figure
Paths cross, people love
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Looking into our childrens eyes, connecting with their heart is magnificent reward for supposed error
If we don't err we don't learn
If we don't learn we dont grow
If we don't grow we're not living
Blunder, boob, slip or bungle
Errors of judgement are part of our journey...
m.