As I handed Eliannah a glass of sparkling water (because for a princess, everything should sparkle) and sat gazing at the beautiful flowers that came from daddy today I looked at her and loved her just a little more.
We talked, we giggled, we switched glasses a few times, commenting on how they matched. We sniffed the roses and placed our favorites in the front of the vase.
A few little moments with my daughter.
My little girl knows that a baby is coming, but she doesn't know that I will love her still. Today she became all the more special to me, because she is my only girl. (But one is MORE than enough!)
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