It's not hard to get this girl to smile.
She has a warm vivacity about her,
but I know that she will be the death of me if I don't get a grip on the fact that I can't control her.
She is my wild child.
She knows no nap schedule.
And often parties in her crib before falling back asleep in the night.
And by party I mean wake up for 30 minutes to an hour and squeal and laugh.
And then go back to sleep.
I can't control her.
She is as outer as Hattie is inner.
And I think her hair is the perfect example of her personality.
And I pray that she will always use her energy and spirit in heavenly ways.
She is my joy.