Little girls are the nicest thing that can happen to people.
Being born with a little bit of angelshine, a daughter can
be sweeter and more terrible than anyone else in the world.
She may jitter around, and stomp, and make enough noise to
frazzle your nerves, yet just when you open your mouth,
she stands there demure
with that special look in her eyes.
God blesses them with the song of a bird, the squeal of a pig,
the stubborness of a mule, the curiosity of a cat,
the softness of a kitten and the mysterious mind of a woman.
No one else can cause one more grief, joy, irritation, satisfaction,
embarrassment, and genuine delight. She will muss up your home,
your hair, and your dignity....spend your money, your time,
and your temper....
but when your patience is ready to crack,
her sunshine will peek through.
She will be a nerve-wracking nuisance and a noisy bundle of mischief.
When your dreams tumble down and the world seems a mess
and you realize you are a fool after all, the world is made right again
when she whispers, " I love you."
A daughter is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on her head,
and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.

"I don't want to hear another word!"I hear my daughter scold.
"Dear me!" I think, "She's awfully strict
For a playful three-year-old!"
She rolls her big eyes heavenward
And sighs with great disdain
"What am I going to do with you?"
Her dolls hear her complain.
"Sit down! Be still! Hold out your hands!
Do you have to walk so slow?
Pick up your toys! Go brush your teeth!
Eat all your carrots! Blow!
I start to tell her how gentle
A mother ought to be
When blushingly, I realize
She's imitating me!
....B.Burrow