Friday, December 18, 2009

Language of Love

I find trails of cut up paper all over the house, and they all lead to little Sophia. She is constantly cutting paper and making sweet love notes for everyone.

Tonight, Daddy was the object of her affection. To the untrained eye, it may have looked like squiggly lines, but when translated by Sophia it said: I love you Daddy. I hope you have a great day. I am your wedding girl and you are my king.

1 comment:

Sister Lynn said...

I love this. Her daddy is her king and her Father is the King of Kings.

Merry Christmas Amy!

love, Lynn