10 MONTH BABY GIRL

Love, God, And The Art Of French Cooking

Imagine meeting a French chef who is much more than what he seems. In this true story, James Twyman enters the mystical world of Roger Dufau, the owner of a bed-and-breakfast outside Toronto, who dishes out lessons on love and God just as easily as he does the most delicious cuisine. Follow James as he undergoes a profound transformation, exploring his past relationships and dissolving negative patterns. In this remarkably personal account, James learns to release his fears and fully open his heart—perhaps for the first time.
“Food is one of the closest things we have to real spirituality,” Roger explains, then goes on to teach the true meaning of abundance, and how our passion can be used to create new worlds and serve humanity.
This is a book that will stir your heart as well as offer hints on how you too can become a master chef—not only of French cuisine, but of your own life. It is a recipe for living, and speaks with an intimacy that everyone can appreciate and understand.

Your Love

(CHORUS)

Shawty Imma only tell you this once, you the illest (dat for dat dat dude)
And for your lovin' Imma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(bah ba dah dah oh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got something all the girls want
You're like a candy store
And I'm a toddlor.
You got me wantin' more and ma ma more of

Your love,your love(yeah)
(repeat 4x)
Your love, your love
(repeat 4x)

VERSE 1
Yo(yo)
He the type to pop tags and be cockin the brim
Might breeze through The Ave, might stop at the gym
And he keep a du rag, keep his wave on swim
Wa waves on swim so they hate on him
Anyway I think I met him sometime before
In a different life or where I record
I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve
But my vision ends with the apple on the tree
'S' on my chest cuz I'm ready to save him
Cuz I'm the one like I'm Tracy McGrady
And I think I love him like Eminem call us Shady
When he call me mama, lil mama, I call him baby

(CHORUS)

Shawty Imma only tell you this once, you're the illest (dat for dat dat dude)
And for your lovin' Imma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(bah ba dah dah oh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got something all the girls want
You're like a candy store
And I'm a toddlor.
You got me wantin' more and ma ma more of

Your love,your love(yeah)
(repeat 4x)
Your love, your love
(repeat 4x)


VERSE 2


He they type to keep a couple hundred grand in a rubberband
Just left Money Gram in the Lemon Lam
Hot damn make me scream like summer jam
I mean that nigga must be from the motherland
Anyway I think I met him in the Sky
When I was a Geisha he was a Samari
Somehow I understood him when he spoke Thai
Never spoke lies and he never broke fly
S on my chest let me get my cape on
Where tha certificate that I changed my name on
Na Na Na Name on
Where tha certificate that I changed my name on

(CHORUS)

Shawty Imma only tell you this once, you're the illest (dat for dat dat dude)
And for your lovin' Imma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(bah ba dah dah oh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got something all the girls want
You're like a candy store
And I'm a toddler.
You got me wantin' more and mo mo more and

Your love,your love(yeah)
(repeat 4x)
Your love, your love
(repeat 4x)

Find me in the dark
I'll be in the stars
Find me in your heart
I'm in need of your love

It's hard to believe she's two. She has been for a while now but for some reason it's just now hitting me what that really means. I remember the day I found out I was pregnant with her. I sat and wondered and prayed for her. I wanted a girl so badly, so did my husband. I remember the day I felt her move for the first time at a friend's birthday party. I remember the impatience I felt having to wait for the ultrasound and begging Jared to take me to the mall a couple of weeks early so I could know as soon as possible. As soon as those words left the tech's mouth "It's a girl!" my heart skipped a beat and raced with joy. I remember buying her little pink clothes and little pink blankets. Everything had to be just right for her (as it did with all my children but this was my little girl, first and only). As Jared and I discussed girl names we had to have the right one, what we thought we loved no longer seemed to fit or be good enough. Mya Riley. The name seemed perfect when we put them together. I remember driving to the hospital early in the morning after saying goodbye to the boys and reminding them they'll soon have a baby sister to look after. I remember her first cry, her first look up at me, her little fingers wrapping around mine, her smell, her cry and her every beauty. I cried before I even held her for the first time. I finally had what I had always wanted in my arms and she was all mine. She melted her daddy's heart and had him eating out of her little hand from the first day. She fit so perfectly into the piece of my heart that had been missing. It was as if she had always been there without me knowing it. Even when we brought her home, she eased into our lives so easily.

She has a strong will and doesn't back down from a fight. I can only imaging the discussions we'll have in the future, the worries and the mishaps we'll encounter. She has my spanish blood and the temper that goes with it. But this is my little girl. She's more special than I could ever put into words and means more to me than you could ever imagine. She's my little angel, our little princess. She is my joy and my heart's delight.