There once was a girl who loved dresses. it didn't matter if they were too tight, too big, or fit just right. she would often change her dress 3 or 4 times a day. the fancier, the better. even though she had a drawer full of cute shorts and tops, she much preferred a dress. she wanted to play outside in a dress, walk to the bus stop in a dress, and even sleep in a dress. her mommy began to hide dresses from her. but, she was a smart little girl and would sometimes get a dirty dress out of the hamper and put it on. she also loved to wear a tiara. she wore one everyday for a month. she was 3. the end.
You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands. Isaiah 55:12
Sunday, August 17, 2014
there once was a girl who loved dresses
There once was a girl who loved dresses. it didn't matter if they were too tight, too big, or fit just right. she would often change her dress 3 or 4 times a day. the fancier, the better. even though she had a drawer full of cute shorts and tops, she much preferred a dress. she wanted to play outside in a dress, walk to the bus stop in a dress, and even sleep in a dress. her mommy began to hide dresses from her. but, she was a smart little girl and would sometimes get a dirty dress out of the hamper and put it on. she also loved to wear a tiara. she wore one everyday for a month. she was 3. the end.
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