This girl, the smallest one of us, the girl who loves everyone. . . has dancing feet.
She loves to dance. It’s in her blood she says. She says she can’t keep the rhythm from moving her dancing feet.
She tells me her name should be changed on this little blog of mine.
She says she wants you to know: It’s true that she simply loves everyone but, her feet can’t stop moving when there’s a beat.
417.) family gathered in this little house of mine
418.) birthday celebrations . . . more years past
419.) help from little helpers (and big ones too)
420.) little girls laughing
421.) school years finished
422.) safely home
423.) early mornings peace
424.) working hands