Special husband orientation, cheat cheating is not enough, just the small three home, a word not just rolled sheets. When this is my wife is dead? I fought back, abuse of slag tore Biao, such a man, such a marriage, don't let it be! Natural and unrestrained turn, inside has a small seed. Husband dead to tie up lousy dozen, "the wife wife, let's turn, children can not live without father ah!" I am cold so a smile: "my child has a father! However, never could be you!" I turned around to head back to the only appear in the financial headlines and state-run media interviews handsome man: "honey, let's go home!" Men's eyebrow eye chuckled, arm around my waist spoil a way: "good! Go home and continue to unlock new posture tonight!"

Rhyming text encourages parents to savor not only their children's "firsts"--like first steps and first words--but the "lasts" as well.

This heartwarming picture book reassures children that a parent’s love never lets go—based on the poignant lyrics of JJ Heller’s beloved lullaby “Hand to Hold.” “May the living light inside you be the compass as you go / May you always know you have my hand to hold.” With delightful illustrations and an engaging rhyme scheme, this book offers the promise of security and love every child’s heart longs to know. From skipping stones and counting stars to climbing trees and telling stories, every moment is wrapped snugly in the certain warmth of a parent’s presence and God’s blessing. With poignancy and joy, this bedtime read captures the unconditional love parents want their children to know but so often fail to express amid the chaos of daily life.