my daughter's little hand. relaxed, at rest. the picture of trust.

snuggled on her little pink striped blanket...






this is what's going on around that little hand...



she has learned to trust. she trusts adults. she trusted me when i told her the dentist would fix her teeth.

she trusted the dentist when he showed her all the tools and assured her that he would fix her owie teeth.

trust.

i'm so glad she's still able to trust. Lord, may she never lose this innocent wide-eyed ability to believe the good things that we tell her.

and thank You, God, that nothing hurt her little mouth that day!