Saturday, March 20, 2010


Some people chase their dreams. A few people chase rainbows or dragons. Other people chase their destiny or ghosts or storms or pirates.

I chase curls. A squirrelly little mass of light brown ringlets.

The curls are usually toddling away as fast as the two little legs beneath them can carry them.
I toddle along behind, smiling happily. Grandbaby curls.


Stephanie said...

What a sweet post...and a wonderful thing to be chasing! :)

Anonymous said...

You are so blessed! I love your blog -- thanks for sharing!