These are the sweet feet of my cherubs.
I remember when they were so tiny and would fit in the palm of my hand.
I remember when I would smell their sweet feet and nibble their tiny toes.
I remember their first steps.
I still love their feet.
I can tell which of my little cherubs is coming just by the sounds of their steps.
I can hear them in the night when they're coming to our room.
Now their feet wear baseball cleats and ballet shoes.
I don't nibble their little toes anymore .
But there's not much more precious then to see my cherub's naked feet!
I remember when they were so tiny and would fit in the palm of my hand.
I remember when I would smell their sweet feet and nibble their tiny toes.
I remember their first steps.
I still love their feet.
I can tell which of my little cherubs is coming just by the sounds of their steps.
I can hear them in the night when they're coming to our room.
Now their feet wear baseball cleats and ballet shoes.
I don't nibble their little toes anymore .
But there's not much more precious then to see my cherub's naked feet!
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