on a sunday afternoon

princess

We can only be said to be alive in those moments
when our hearts are conscious
of our treasures.
  ~Thornton Wilder


All that we behold is full of blessings~William Wordsworth

Our littlest, youngest of the siblings, the baby.  Biggest brother Jacob asked to buy the dark green dress for her.  She wore it to church today and learned to leave her hair pretty alone.  I bounced her on my knee to keep her quiet during the prayers, Scripture readings, and announcements;  I held her in my arms as we stood to sing the grand old hymns.  She tried to sing along.  She squirmed.  She made eyes at the people behind us.   On our way home from church she put her finger in her mouth and fell sound asleep.  Papa carried her to her crib and gently left her to nap.   Later, I went upstairs to get her because she’d been there long enough and I missed her.

Sitting down in a chair, I kiss her cool, soft cheek and brother Davy snaps the picture.

Of a delighted mama, and her delightful princess, on a Sunday afternoon.

0 thoughts on “on a sunday afternoon

  1. So precious that little princess and her mama are to me!!!! Because you lift my spirit every time I visit here! Mama with her gentle, loving and contented care and princess with her delightful smile and kissably cute cheeks!!!!! Happy Sunday to you and yours!!

  2. I don’t like to be a stalker, so I feel I should comment once in a while. πŸ™‚  I love your sweet family and how you write about them.  I would like to be a mom like you and a photographer like you.  But I am me and that’s ok too.  I love the quote by Thornton Wilder and it’s always fun and peaceful to check out your latest post.  Thank you for the inspiration.

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