Oh dear. It takes me quite a lot (hard faced emoticon) to get me going but can feel myself welling up.
DD is 13. She is an only child and I won't have another. And, frankly, if I 6did6 have another it wouldn't be her.
She used to sleep in with me a couple of times a week (XDP worked away an awful lot, every time he was away she would sleep with me. It was lovely). That has all stopped now and it would be lovely to have that again.
The look on her face at Christmas. I get very sad at the threads at Christmas time when people are grumbling about naff old Father Christmas in the shopping centres. Bloody hell let them go and see Father Christmas whilst you can!
Reading to her. I really, really, really wish I read more books to her.
I wish I hadn't been too lazy tired to push her on the swings all the time.
School plays. She will never have a tea towel on her head and be a shepherd in a nativity play again.
Silly things like jumping in puddles and singing whilst walking along a beach. If I sing in public now (and yes, I still do ) I get the look.
Don't get me wrong, I actually love it now dd is a teen - there are real benefits, and me and dd get on so well. However she will never be a little girl again and it is very, very sad.
God what a maudlin post.