We had a big day today. Oh, my. Huge. Oh, oh ... I have typed fourteen words and I am crying. So, I'll just come out with it. Elisabeth lost her first tooth. How can this have happened? She won't even be five until April.

Ah, but that's my little girl for you. My firstborn, beautiful, high-strung, tender, fierce daughter. Could she be described in a word? I think if so, it would be precocious. This child who I know down to her inner being -- to my inner being -- and who is yet an enigma to me. This precocious little girl.

Ah, we who are daughters and mothers of daughters are deeply blessed.

uncommon grace