Little girls are the nicest things that happen to people.
They are born with a little bit of angel-shine
about them, and though it wears thin
sometimes, there is always enough left to lasso your heart...even
when
they are sitting in the mud, or crying temperamental tears, or
parading up
the street in mother's best clothes.
A little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone
else in the
world. She can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny
noises that frazzle
your nerves, yet just when you open your mouth, she stands there,
demure,
with that special look in her eyes.
A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its
head, and
Motherhood dragging a doll by its foot.
Girls are available in five colors - black, white, red, yellow
and brown,
yet Mother Nature always manages to select your favorite color
when you
place your order. They disprove the law of supply and
demand - there are
millions of little girls, but each is as precious as rubies.
God borrows from many creatures to make a girl. He uses the
song of the
bird, the squeal of a pig, the stubbornness of the mule, the
antics of a
monkey, the spryness of a grasshopper, the curiosity of a cat,
the speed of
a gazelle, the slyness of a fox, the softness of a kitten, and to
top it all
off, He adds the mysterious mind of a woman.
A little girl likes new shoes, party dresses, small animals,
first grade,
noise makers, the girl next door, make-believe, cans of water,
going
visiting, tea parties, and one boy.
She doesn't care so much for visitors, boys in general, large
dogs,
hand-me-downs, straight chairs, vegetables, snowsuits, or staying
in the
front yard. She is the loudest when you are thinking, the
prettiest when
she has provoked you, the busiest at bedtime, the quietest when
you want to
show her off, and the most flirtatious when she absolutely must
get the best
of you again.
Who else can cause you more grief, joy, irritation, satisfaction,
embarrassment and genuine delight than this combination of Eve,
Salome, and
Florence Nightingale?
She can muss up your home, your hair, and your dignity...and
then, just
when your patience is ready to crack, her sunshine peeks through
and you're
lost again.
Yes, she is a nerve-wracking nuisance, just a noisy bundle of
mischief.
But when your dreams tumble down and the
world is a mess...when it seems you
are pretty much of a fool after all...she can make you a king
when she
climbs on your knee and whispers, "I love you most of all!"
Author Unknown
