daughter of the feast...

Almost every night...

You will find this princess...

At this very spot...

Waiting.

At least a good hour or so before eating time...
She will want her spot...
And demand with passion that she be deposited...
Where the feast will begin.

Her little self...
Just doesn't understand...
Why every moment can't be a feast moment.

So happily...
She waits...
Over and over again in expectation for what is to come.

Covered in her brother's old spidy p.j.'s...
(Which she insists on wearing...)
And Her sister's necklace...
Reminding all at the table...
That she is not a baby...
She is a "big kid."
Wearing "big kid" clothes...
Sitting in a "big kid" seat...
Feasting on "big kid" food.

Oh...
How my soul resonates with this growing super hero.
It can be hard to sit still...
When waiting for the feast to begin.

Always hungry for more...

Always desiring to sit at His table.

Like her momma...

And her two older sisters...

She's a daughter of the feast.

So thankful for supernatural hunger...

For the love it attracts...

The growth it brings...

And the "more please" it stirs in our bellies.

For...

I am a princess just like Charli...

Always wanting to sit at the table in hunger and expectation...

Desiring a feast...

Worthy of Our King.

More Please...

A cry of my heart.

-Most photos...
Compliments of Princess Emmiline.