My girl, Ayla. What a funny, full of life little girl! She always has something funny to say.
"What the heck"
"That is HIGHLY overrated"
"Holy Moley!"
Seriously, this girl is a riot. She is also quite the drama QUEEN.
Loves to dress up in princess costumes (as you can see)
AND paint nails... anyone's, really.
My toenails are painted right now, and they are AWFUL... but my girl was so proud of herself painting them, that of course, they are beautiful. (Right?)
I love her style, and sense of self. She knows what she likes to wear. Yes, sometimes I tell her to go change, but for the most part, I just kind of let it roll.
I love walking down the road with my little Snow White, or Cinderella (Today I asked her a question, leading with Snow White instead of Ayla, she answered back, "UHH, that is not my name... it's my middle name!"
Well, okay then!)
She also loves to accessorize... and why not! A sunflower headband looks completely adorable, no matter she can't stand it to be in the correct place, it has to be kind of awkward looking, but that is ok...
At least she is mess conscious with painting also.
Look at the way she sets down a piece of junk mail, and carefully paints her toes... she usually manages to only get a couple marks of polish on her dress or floor or table... nothing too crazy yet!
Oh, how I love her.
Her fierce concentration (that does not extend to carefully coloring in lines, or putting away her clothes)
her wonderful helpful ways (always helpful, and sometimes too much so!)
and just about everything...
.... except for the temper tantrums... I could do without those.
She is also an excellent photographer.
And a spectacular singer.
And a genius with electronics.
I wonder what she will do with her life. She has so much to offer, and I hope her wonderfulness NEVER gets squashed.
But I think that is a wish every mother has.
I wish her happiness. In that, I think I will be happy.
Whatever she may be or do,
I will always be her mother,
and she will always be my girl.
Always.