Sentences with phrase «sweet little arms»

St. Patrick's Day is just around the corner and I don't want her sweet little arms getting pinched!

Not exact matches

It is a little sweet, crunchy, chewy, and easy to eat straight out of the bag with one arm.

After waiting for 9 months to meet her baby, she is completely elated when she gets to see that sweet little face and feel that perfect little body in her arms.

On the negative side, you miss your sweet, little love - nugget so much it hurts and you spend much of your time at work counting the minutes until you can have your baby in your arms again.

Sugarbaby won't be interested in playing with the new wood rattle waiting on the shelf in our room but every time I look at it I look forward a little bit more to my sweet babe being in my arms.

First the patient should be bled in the arm, or leeches may be applied to the inflamed parts; afterwards take a handful of green rue, bruise it, and put it to the part affected; or take marshmallows a handful, camomile a handful, make a decoction in a pint of water, pour the liquor from the herbs, add two drams of the tincture of opium, bathe the part; afterwards apply the herbs as a poultice, or make a poultice of oatmeal and vinegar with a little sweet oil in it.

And now comes the hard part — finding your sweet spot between going counter-productively radical with direct arm training and doing too little to cause any significant muscle impact.

The shoulders feature pleating and the sleeves are a sweet little tulip style, crossing over one another at the top of your arm.

Very protective of those I love and looking for a sweet little lady to wrap my arms around and embrace tenderly all through the night.

Characters don't have fully formed legs and arms; instead, they have sweet little nubs.

Big tears well up in my eyes, my lip starts quivering and my life as a mom flashes before my eyes... I see my little girls, their long eyelashes fluttering on mine as they kissed me goodnight, I see them giggling, riding ponies, dancing around in princess dresses, I can feel their chubby five year old arms wrapped tenderly around my neck, their soft cheek on my cheek, and suddenly in the blink of an eye they are 7, 8, 9, 10, 13, sweet sixteen...

that little sweet p will be in your arms soon... prayers for all of you until it happens.

Mine was the desk my dad used when I was little, and I found the tiny pink baby arm band from when I was born in one of the little drawers... so sweet.