There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very, very good,
But when she was bad she was horrid.
Attributed to both Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes
This candid brought to mind the above nursery rhyme, but of course the horrid part doesn't apply! Trying to play catch up today. Thanks for visiting.
Love it! The picture is great. The poem I recite to my girls. Very recently, my youngest asked if my eldest was born with a curl in the middle of her forehead. This little girl looks way to sweet to be horrid!
