My Rys

There is something about watching these two together that gives me warm fuzzies. We went on a trail through a local botanical garden last weekend which was not only beautiful and so close to our house (how did we never know?!), but it was also a terrific learning opportunity for Rylee. We saw lots of butterflies, and Rylee got some of her first big girl owies when she fell and skinned both elbows. She was tough, didn't shed a tear, and Daddy supplied her with bandaids as soon as we were home. She fell and skinned her knee the next day. Each time she catches a glimpse of one of her healing scabs, little tears well up in her eyes as she says "Mama, I got an owie." "Yes you did Rylee, but that owie is old and doesn't hurt anymore," I remind her. "Oh okay Mama, I'm strong girl," she tells me. Ahh, the very words her daddy tells her each time she falls. Love those two.