Our Girls

For 29 of the past 37 years I have lived my life in a man's world.  A world full of GI Joes, Matchbox Cars, footballs, wrestling and a freight train load of testosterone.  You can imagine how excited I was when B arrived on the scene.  The fact that our first grandchild was a female....pure delight.  Although it will be a few more years before Allie can hold her own against the "big boys," her presence is already felt amid the princess dresses and Barbie dolls that litter the floor when she's in town.



Having the girls around is about much more than back-up support in my male dominated world.  It is about love and watching a mother-daughter bond form and forge into tempered steel that will withstand the test of time (teen years excepted).



B is a wonderful mother who doles out discipline when needed and wipes away a wayward tear with the ease of a tenured expert.  On her recent visit it was all play when she and Allie snuck outside to grab some girl time while the G-man was napping.



I sat in their midst and attempted to capture their joy with my camera.



They made it easy.



I couldn't help but think how much these two have enriched in my life.



B, I know I don't tell you often enough what a great wife and mom you are and how much you are loved.  Thanks for being you and for bringing a little tenderness to my testosterone saturated world.

Now the G-man, he's another story.  He's already gone over to the dark side.