A FLEETING MEMORY December 9, 2015Susanne Leist Those precious words, “Mommy, pick me up.” Who hasn’t heard them? The young voice. The little squeak of pleasure. The happy little face. Remember it. Enjoy it. Savor it. For soon it will only be a fleeting memory. Share this:The Dead GameTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related
Susanne Leist December 10, 2015 / 12:13 am I love this picture. I had found it a year ago. I wanted to share it again with my post. Thanks. LikeLike
johannahefer December 10, 2015 / 2:28 pm So, so true. My kids are all grown up. Sent from Samsung Mobile LikeLike
Susanne Leist December 10, 2015 / 3:57 pm I used to be annoyed picking them up all the time. Now I miss it. LikeLiked by 1 person
That is just adorable!
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Thanks. It brings back fond memories.
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I love this picture. I had found it a year ago. I wanted to share it again with my post. Thanks.
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So, so true. My kids are all grown up.
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I used to be annoyed picking them up all the time. Now I miss it.
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