I am your mother, you are my child. I am your quiet place, you are my wild. I am your calm face, you are my giggle. I am your wait, you are my wiggle. I am your lullaby, you are my peek-a-boo. I am your goodnight kiss, you are my I love you.
“Because love, love is never finished.” – Sara Zarr
“Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time.” – Laura Ingalls Wilder
“If you are a dreamer come in. If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer If you’re a pretender come sit by my fire For we have some flax golden tales to spin…” – Shel Silverstein
