a mixture of dirt and jelly

A tiny little hand holds my skirt.   Holds my hand.   Holds her dolly.
You're growing taller every day.  A little wiser.  A little more independent.

(Princess Brynlee, 14 m.)

These little hands with a mixture of dirt and jelly smeared on it.  Oh, the potential.

Paint a future masterpiece....paint an old barn door... paint your fingernails.
What will these hands do?  There is so much potential.

Mama will always love you,