There used to be a little tiny baby that lived in our house. Then there was a little toddler patting around. The sassy little girl moved in last year. This last few months I have found myself living with another woman. Discussing makeup, outfits and shoes. Taking her with me shopping is not a chore quite like it used to be. Now there is an opinion on my purchases other than my own. There is another person using my perfume. We are sometimes running behind for school because of accessories. She asks for purses and clothes for Christmas. I actually like her CD collection. She plays card games and we don't have to let her win. She handles tough situations with grace. My tiny baby has slipped away almost entirely and I am making room for the other woman in the house, but I can't think of a better woman.
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