When Daddy asked if he could spend the day with her, just the two of them together, Rose couldn't possibly have dreamed how very extra special the Day would be! The very Best Day EVER!

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Rose didn't have a fancy gift to give her Daddy for his birthday, but she did have crayons and markers and colored paper.

So she drew a picture of herself for him and filled it with lots of love.


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(Continued from here).Rose loved to cook and she was getting better at it all the time. She was becoming a very accomplished six year old (almost 7!) in the kitchen. So much so, that the servants usually left her to work on her own unless she asked for help (although someone was always close at hand to make certain there weren't any accidents ( Read more... )

It was nearly a week since Rose celebrated her first Father's Day. Her daddy had been very pleased with the gifts she'd made for him and that made her very happy. Mr. Samual liked his gift, as well, and actually seemed very surprised that she'd remembered him. He said he thought that the cookies were some of the best he'd ever eaten and gave her ( Read more... )

Rose slept a little later than she was used to, but she had a very good reason. She sat up in bed and looked anxiously over toward her little desk and saw that her Daddy's gifts were still there, just waiting for her to present them. But what about the presents she'd made and left in the kitchen for Uncle Bliss and Mr. Samual and Granddaddy Cupid ( Read more... )

There weren't any holidays where Rose came from. Not the way there used to be before the Big Death. Sometimes people celebrated things like weddings and births or had festivals to honor a good harvest, but no one ever really remembered the stuff that bedtime stories were made of, like Christmas or Valentine's Day or Arbor Day ( Read more... )

Rose loved being a big sister. She loved it alot. She got to hold the babies and help change their diapers (maybe not the most fun part) and sometimes she even got to help feed them. They were so cute and precious, with their little wings and their tiny fingers and toes. She was happy for them, too, because baby Brigid and baby Angus had the ( Read more... )

1. Think of the first word that comes to mind when you think of me.
2. Go to http://images.google.com and search for that word.
3. Reply to this post with one of the pictures on the first page of results -- don't tell me the word.
4. Put this in your own blog so that I can do the same.

Rose skipped through the temple garden, her joy shining so brightly the marble walls fairly glowed with the intensity of it.

"I have a baby brother!" she said to anyone and everyone who crossed her path. "I have a baby sister!"

Prudence sat on the edge of the pond. Ribbit, she said questioningly ( Read more... )

There was an awful lot of voices and laughter coming from the garden. Rose didn't know what the picnic was for or who all the strange people were, so she stayed in her room and well out of the way. Besides which, she had a project to finish. A very important project ( Read more... )